Gemotions

The notification buzzed, a tiny, digital sting. Emily stared at the screen, her breath catching in her throat. Her teenage diary, a sacred space, now exposed. She felt… off-kilter. She ran her hands across her face, as if trying to physically wipe away the words.

She stood abruptly. She had to do something, anything, to distract herself. She picked up her phone and frantically started scrolling. Her fingers danced across the screen.

She had to get out of her head. She opened the door and walked out into the park. The trees and grass offered no comfort.