Gemotions

Liam practically bounced down the stairs, whistling a jaunty tune. He could taste the anticipation of the day in the air, a delicious mix of crisp autumn and possibility. Grabbing an apple, he practically inhaled it, the sweetness invigorating him. He felt like he could run a marathon. He was even looking forward to school. He grinned, feeling a surge of pure, unadulterated pleasure. Then his phone buzzed. A notification. A headline: "Liam's innermost thoughts, revealed!" He clicked the link, his heart doing a strange flip. His secret diary. Public.