Fire Fire, Help I am trapped here in the balcony, I screamed, my throat hoarse as the flames grew bigger.
There was a fire in the building and most people had managed to scramble out, I was the unlucky one left behind.
I waited for Superman, wasn’t he supposed to come and rescue me? The wait seemed forever, it was getting hotter, I could hardly breathe.
Thats when it hit me- I am SuperMan, my hero, saviour and rescuer. With grit, I picked up the hammer and started beating the window with all my might.
I will survive this.
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