Gemotions

The words on the screen swam before Evelyn’s eyes. Her carefully constructed schedule evaporated. She felt the ground fall from beneath her feet. She leaned back in her chair, the sudden force of the news making her weak. She needed to tell someone.

She fumbled for her phone. Her fingers seemed clumsy and uncoordinated. She attempted to call her friend, but the call failed.

She needed to get out of her room. She slammed the door behind her and walked the halls of the dorm. The faces of her roommates seemed to mock her. The laughter from the group down the hall felt as if it were coming at her. She felt overwhelmed.

She walked out the front door and sat on a bench. The sun made her head hurt. She started to cry.