Gemotions

The weight on her chest was unbearable. She tried to swallow it down, but it wouldn't go. She walked around the apartment, touching the walls, running her hand along the window frames, as if she were trying to memorize every detail.

She had always loved the sunlight that streamed into the living room in the afternoon. Now, it felt oppressive, too bright. The walls felt like they were closing in, the air thick and heavy.

She sat on the floor, curling up into a ball, pulling her knees to her chest. She closed her eyes. The sound of her own heartbeat was loud in her ears, a frantic drumbeat against the silence of the room.