Gemotions

The news hit Clara like a punch to the gut. The scholarship, the only thing that made her dream of studying abroad a reality, was gone. A clerical error, the university official had said, her voice dry and mechanical. The money was meant for someone else, whose need was considered greater.

Clara felt a profound… sorrow, not just for herself, but for the other student, the person now experiencing the joy she once felt. She imagined their relief, their excitement.

She walked towards the student support center, her shoulders slumped. She wanted to know how to help, even in her own state of despair. She wanted to know how she could share what she had with them.