Gemotions

The constant noise of the city grated on her nerves. The traffic, the construction, the relentless hum of activity. She wanted to scream. Across the park bench, Emily was sketching, a serene look on her face. "That carnival was so fun, wasn't it?" Emily remarked, her voice gentle.

She gripped the edge of the bench. "I recall feeling terrified. The crowds, the noise, it was all too much." She felt her heart begin to race.

Emily looked up, her eyes wide with surprise. "Terrified? No! We had a blast! We ate cotton candy and rode the Ferris wheel." She frowned.

The divergence of their perceptions was crushing, like a weight on her chest. Everything felt wrong, the memory a jumbled mess she couldn't untangle. She got up, the simple act sending tremors throughout her body.