Gemotions

"No, no, no." Jessica whispered, her voice barely audible. Her diary, her voice, plastered across the internet. Every cringeworthy detail, every silly belief, magnified and broadcast for everyone to dissect. She felt her face flush, heat spreading from her cheeks to her chest.

She frantically typed, trying to find a way to take it down, to erase it, to pretend it never happened. Her fingers stumbled over the keys, the words blurring before her eyes. The walls of her bedroom seemed to be closing in.

A scream built in her throat, choking her. She began to pace, back and forth, unable to settle. She stopped, grabbing a nearby pillow and burying her face in it, trying to muffle the sound of her own desperation.