Gemotions

He tapped his fingers on the worn tabletop, the sound echoing in the silent house. David felt a strange, inexplicable energy, a current running just beneath his skin, making him want to leap up and flee. He got up and looked out the window. The garden looked untidy, and his gaze lingered there. He went outside, grabbed a shovel and started digging.

He unearthed a small, green metal box. Inside, he found a collection of his favorite childhood toys and a handwritten story about the future. His stomach twisted. He couldn't remember burying this at all. The story painted a vivid picture of a life he hadn't lived, a sense of…something missing. He felt a surge of energy and slammed the lid shut.