Gemotions

The silence that followed Coach Harrison's words was deafening. Alex sat frozen, his fingers tracing the seams on his baseball. The ball felt heavy in his hand.

He had always strived for perfection, pushing himself relentlessly. He didn't understand. Why now? He’d been playing well. He thought he had earned his spot.

He looked at the dusty trophy case in the office. It was a testament to the team’s achievements, but it was nothing he could be a part of. The world began to spin in a slow, dizzying circle.