Gemotions

The drawings were everywhere. On the refrigerator, taped to the windows, even sketched on the back of Lily's hand. The drawings always depicted "Whisp," a creature of swirling colours and impossible shapes. Sarah found herself constantly tidying, erasing, destroying.

She started snapping at Lily, finding fault with every giggle, every crayon stroke. Her nerves frayed. She couldn’t sleep. Her own childhood friend, Whisp, had been a secret, a solace from a difficult home life. Now, that secret was no longer hers.

She cancelled her plans to spend the afternoon with Lily, claiming a headache. She spent the entire day staring at the ceiling, feeling an oppressive sensation on her chest.