Gemotions

"Impossible," Maya whispered to herself, staring at the F plastered on her history paper. This couldn't be right. Her mind raced, a whirlwind of panicked thoughts. She’d spent weeks preparing, she’d even skipped a party! She replayed the exam in her head, searching for a single error, a single missed fact. Nothing.

Her gaze darted around the room, settling on Sarah, her supposed best friend. Was it possible Sarah had something to do with this? They had been competing for the top spot. A tremor ran through Maya. She suddenly couldn't trust anyone.

That night, she found herself unable to sleep, the shadows in her room morphing into menacing figures. Every creak of the house, every rustle outside her window, made her jump. She clutched her pillow, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm. She felt a profound sense of isolation.