Gemotions

The official email had arrived, and Alex felt the blood drain from his face. The scholarship was not his. The future he'd meticulously planned, seemed to vanish. He felt a churning sensation in his stomach.

He avoided his family. He could not face their questions. He locked himself in his room and lay on the bed. He felt the impulse to break something.

He sat for hours, staring out the window, watching the world go by. The cars seemed to move too fast. The laughter of children was piercing. He didn't want anything.