Gemotions

The weight of the news settled on Emily’s shoulders like a physical burden. She sank back in her chair, the wooden seat suddenly feeling cold and unforgiving. Her carefully crafted life plan, meticulously sketched out on various notebooks, felt like a cruel joke.

She felt a bitter taste in her mouth. Her meticulously planned future, now seemed to crumble before her very eyes. She kept glancing at the other students, their faces a mixture of shock and disbelief. She didn’t want them to see her. She wanted to be invisible. She wanted to disappear into the woodwork.