Gemotions

The air was filled with the sounds of people bartering and laughing. Clara, however, was lost in her own world. She was looking at the bear. It was a simple, brown teddy bear, but it was *her* bear. The bear from her childhood.

The bear had been given to her by her grandfather, who was no longer around. She could almost feel his presence near her. She remembered his smell, his laughter, the countless stories he would tell. She felt a profound sense of loss, and a simultaneous connection to the past.

She bought the bear, clutching it tight as she left. In the car, she stroked the bear's fur, a sense of peace washing over her.