Gemotions

He felt as if he had been reborn. After years of struggling, he had finally found peace. Noah decided to go to the old football field, the scene of so many childhood triumphs and defeats with Liam. He felt invincible, capable of anything. He felt the thrill of the past, the memories of the perfect pass.

The field looked much smaller than he remembered. He walked to the center, feeling a jolt of energy. The familiar smell of grass filled his lungs.

He saw a man sitting on the bench. “Liam!” he shouted, smiling.

The man turned. Not Liam. Not the friend he remembered.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" The man looked at him with polite confusion.

Noah felt his elation deflate. His breath hitched. He felt weak, his limbs heavy. The world tilted on its axis. He turned and walked away, the joy gone. The field, once a symbol of his youthful prowess, now felt like a prison.