It was dark
All was quiet
The the only thing I could hear was my heart beat riot
My lungs were exhausted from breathing so hard
My chest was aching so was my heart
Then I got up and search on the floor
Finally I found it up against my door
I picked it up and flicked the wheel an orange flame becomes an appeal
One puff of smoke flies in the air as I feel the heat while I stare
my finger grows closer as it gets hotter
I pull away and clench my fist as I slowly count to six…