Gemotions

The email arrived, titled, "Your Life's Story - Ready for Review." Amelia stared at the screen, her stomach plummeting. It was as if someone had peeled back the layers of her privacy and laid them bare. She blinked rapidly, her vision blurring, the words swimming on the page.

She stood abruptly, pacing her small apartment. The wooden floorboards creaked under her weight, the sound grating on her ears. Every breath felt shallow. She had a sudden, overwhelming urge to hide, to disappear. She ran a hand over her face, feeling the prickle of unshed tears.