Gemotions

Sam clapped their hands together, bouncing on their toes. *The Scribbled Notebook*, their teenage journal, was making waves. They felt a fizz of energy and potential.

They looked at the comments, grinning, heart swelling with pride. Their words were resonating with others. They’d spent so many hours in their room, pouring their secrets onto the page. Now they were sharing them with the world.

They skipped into the kitchen and started to make a cake, the scent of vanilla filling the room. The world was new, exciting, filled with a sense of freedom.