Gemotions

The notification buzzed, and Clara's breath hitched. Mr. Rodriguez, her debate coach, was following her on Snapchat. She used that app for…everything. Her day-to-day, the things she thought about, the dumb things she said to her friends. The implications of this were something she couldn't come to terms with.

She spent the next hour frantically deleting snaps, hoping she could somehow erase the evidence of her online life. She felt a distinct unease, a fluttery sensation in her chest.

During the debate club meeting, she found herself stammering, her arguments faltering. She felt…vulnerable, exposed. She suddenly felt that Mr. Rodriguez was judging her.