Gemotions

The vibrant colors swam before her eyes. The art gallery, usually a source of comfort, suddenly felt like a cage. Emily felt a prickling sensation on her skin. The painting, her painting, hung on the wall, displayed next to another one, exactly the same. The shock sent the blood rushing in her ears. She felt a sudden urge to flee. She stared at the other artist, who was smiling and chatting animatedly with a group of onlookers. Emily felt utterly disconnected from the scene, from reality even.