100 word flash fiction story about someone trapped in a building on fire? no plagiarism. ill mark brainiest.

my head was spinning as the flames started to engulf the world around me.  i couldnt think straight was it from the smoke or the adrenalin?  who am i kidding it doesent matter,  all I can do know is hope that the fireman who put there life on the line come to help.  the smoke keeps getting lower and its getting hard to breath.  wait whats that?! i hear some one!  its getting darker though and my eyes are getting heav-.

Explanation:

D: The repititon in the poem creates a steady rhythm that is similar to the steady flow of the river.

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