Gemotions

The blog, "Teenage Angst," displayed her intimate thoughts, written from a place of deep feeling. Mia felt her face burn with shame as she read about her obsession with Jake. She had documented everything, every stolen glance, every shared joke, every thought she’d had.

Her heart raced. She remembered the fluttery feeling in her chest, the way his name made her smile, the way she would dream of him nightly. She felt a profound embarrassment, yet also a strange sense of longing.

She found herself replaying old memories. She pictured his face, his voice, his smile. She wanted to scream, to erase it all, but something, deep inside, felt a strange kinship with the girl who had written those words. She still felt a pull, a magnetic draw.