Writing warm-up

A small writing warm-up, let me know what I can do better!

Mei watched the swirling inferno rise, mouth agape. A laugh bubbled up inside her and she laughed and laughed in front of the swirling cinders and blazing flames, her normally dark brown eyes illuminated a bright, fiery, maniacal, orange. She was free from this twisted place. Free! A word she’d never thought she’d hear. The flames and sparks danced and glittered around her, it was glorious, like a fiery orange ballet, with her as the lead dancer. Mei laughed again. Oh, how mother would hate her! Oh, how father would berate her! But oh, how good it felt to be free! She looked truly mad and insane right now, but she did not care! She was finally free. 

Author's Note

A small writing warm-up I wrote for class. What could I do better?