Gemotions

“Wow,” Chloe whispered, her eyes wide as she looked at the list of accepted students. She could hardly believe it. The scholarship. Her future was secure, her path now clear. She grinned, the world seeming to vibrate with excitement.

She spent the next few days in a whirlwind of shopping for dorm room essentials and planning what courses she wanted to take. She knew the work would be hard, but she was prepared to face the challenge.

A week later, a curtly worded letter arrived. The scholarship was not hers. The air around her suddenly felt thick and suffocating. The color seemed to drain from the world.