Gemotions

The message notification lit up, the words "Marcus Bell sent you a friend request" displayed on a screen. I stared at the name, a cold wave washing over me. My hands started to tremble.

We weren't just schoolmates, we'd been neighbours. I'd seen him on his worst days. I'd watched him pick on younger kids. I never said a thing. I remember his dad's stern face, and my own fear.

I had always considered myself a good person. Hadn't I? Now, my own inaction felt like a stain I couldn't wash away.