Gemotions

The last class session. Dr. Peterson, usually brimming with enthusiasm, stood before them, his face etched with fatigue. A feeling of resignation seemed to permeate the room. The air was thick with the unspoken. The silence felt heavy.


Sarah watched the faces of her classmates, reflecting the same sentiment. The laughter of the past semesters now felt like a distant echo. The future suddenly felt uncertain. The sense of loss was palpable.


Later, she walked the campus, a tear escaped her. The buildings, the grounds, the memories – they were all going away. She felt a profound sense of loss, a sinking feeling that would not go away.