Gemotions

The gentle ocean breeze rustled the palm trees, their fronds casting dancing shadows on the sand. Elena lay on her towel, the sun warm on her skin, the sound of the waves a soothing lullaby. She'd just finished a challenging yoga session, her muscles loose and pliable, her mind clear and focused.

She decided to reach for the admissions brochures she brought. She skimmed through the pages and finally found what she was looking for: The 'Best of the Best' essay collection.

She recognized the structure, the wording, the deeply personal story. Her essay. Her name was there, too. A gasp escaped her lips, followed by a giggle.