Gemotions

The attic was a labyrinth of shadows and forgotten memories. She felt suffocated, as if the walls were closing in on her. The weight of her decisions pressed down on her chest.

She uncovered a box of children's books. She picked one up, the cover worn and familiar. It was a story about a little girl who found a magical world.

She turned the pages, reading the words aloud. But the story's happy ending only deepened her sense of loss and isolation. She felt a hot sting behind her eyes, the tears threatening to spill.