Age 10

The room went black all you can hear is a heartbeat and squeaking coming from the back tear drops fall splashing to the floor her heart wills with smoke lit with the anger of imperfection the flame covers the room devouring all in its path the smoke overtakes it all dark, black and neverending the light at the end grows farther and farther away until nothings left but darkness and the air tightens its hard to breath movement heard ahead then nothing nothing but the faint call of a distant friend or maybe just the memory of one