Emma
Blood drains from my face, my breathing becomes heavy as my chest rises and falls. Panic clouds my senses.
It can't be. I saved the file before going down for water but there's not a single word on it, just a blank page staring at me.
My efforts and time was a waste, everything gone like the whiff of a smoke. A hard lump forms in my throat and I swallowed hard.
Tears stings my eyes, and then pours down my cheek.
I just lost all the words that I typed earlier, twenty pages, and vanished like I never wrote them at all
My breath drags through my lungs in raged gasps. A cold shiver snakes down my spine.
How do I start from scratch? With a deadline hanging on my neck.
Tears blurs my vision, the laptop before me becomes hazy, as though it is a mirage.
Pressing my palms together, I
