Gemotions

The university's website shimmered in the fluorescent glare of the computer lab. Zara's eyes darted around, feeling the weight of the other students' presence. She clicked the link and saw her essay. It was the one about her struggles with a learning disability.

She blinked rapidly, her vision blurring. A strange buzzing sensation began in her ears, blocking out the quiet hum of the room. She felt a growing sense of vulnerability, like her innermost thoughts and private struggles had been cast out into the open.

She took a shaky breath, trying to steady herself. Her palms were clammy, and she surreptitiously wiped them on her jeans. She felt a sudden, urgent need to leave, to escape the scrutiny of the digital space. She needed to feel safe.