Gemotions

The harsh fluorescent lights of the hallway stung her eyes as she read the paper. The walls seemed to close in on her, and each footstep echoed loudly in the corridor. She didn't have anyone to lean on.

She fumbled with the key, dropping it once and then again. She wanted to disappear, to vanish and never be seen again. She stepped into the apartment and closed the door, shutting out the world.

She walked to the kitchen and slowly poured herself a glass of water, the tremor in her hands making the water spill over the edge. She stood there, frozen.