Gemotions

The casual way Chloe mentioned Camp Silverwood grated on my nerves. She talked about the hikes, the singalongs, the friends she'd made. It all seemed so… easy. I remember the bug bites, the itchy uniforms, the relentless feeling of being alone.

I stared at the computer screen, the words swimming before my eyes. Chloe's voice went on and on. I'd spent the entire summer hiding in my cabin.

"We all stayed in touch for ages!" she said brightly. My hand, without my permission, clenched into a fist. I focused on taking deep breaths. I needed to get away from her before I did something I'd regret.