Gemotions

A giggle escaped Amelia’s lips as she scrolled through the comments. Someone had called her “poetic and profound,” and another had written, “Wow, this girl was wise beyond her years!” She leaned back in her chair, a wide, slow smile blooming on her face. Her cheeks felt warm. This was better than she'd ever imagined. The little online magazine, *Teenage Whispers*, hadn’t even contacted her. She’d stumbled across her diary entries by chance, a link a friend had shared. Now, her awkward teenage musings were being devoured by the internet.