Gemotions

The sun was beginning to dip, casting long shadows across the lawn. Emily felt a growing unease, like a current pulling her under. She felt the need to be anywhere else. She wanted an escape.

She’d been pushing this feeling down for days, but it refused to be stifled. Her throat felt tight.

Then, amidst a pile of discarded toys, she saw a familiar sight: a teddy bear, missing an eye and with stitches coming undone. She reached down, her fingers trembling slightly. The familiar feel of the soft fur.