Gemotions

The eviction notice seemed to pulse in the dim light of the hallway. I felt a surge of heat rush through me, making my face burn. I wanted to scream, to rip the paper to shreds, but I was frozen in place. My legs felt like they were made of concrete.

The air in the hallway felt heavy, thick, and difficult to breathe. I took shallow, rapid breaths, struggling to maintain control. I could feel my pulse hammering in my ears. The door to my apartment, usually a symbol of sanctuary, now felt like a barrier.

My mind raced, jumping between thoughts, unable to focus on anything. I wanted to run, to disappear, to escape the suffocating weight of the situation. I suddenly felt so very alone.