Can you guys read this and comment about it? This is my literary essay and I want a 4 on it!!! Please comment and give me strong criticism. Thank you~ 

               The heat of the fire is burning. The smoke is fogging up Spencer’s vision. Spencer hears a piercing sound coming from a room. There must be someone in there. Every step Spencer takes, the hair on his back stands up straighter than the last step. The whole building is about to collapse from the fire but Spencer needs to find that room. The piercing sound gets sharper every step he takes; he is close to that room. It was eccentric how this building caught on fire. One minute people were having fun and the next minute people are running out of the place feeling animosity towards the blazing fire.

                The piercing sound is now as clear as the sky. He opens the door with a mighty kick and quickly takes a look inside. The piercing sound was caused by someone blowing on the whistle. In the corner of the room, there was Mayor Kris and his wife, Jessica. Spencer rushed over to their side. “Is everyone okay?” He asked in a calm voice.

                Mayor Kris was coughing a lot but he shook his head up and down with a thumb up.

                Jessica went to her husband’s side and hugged him. “I’m so glad you’re here.”  

                Spencer smiled and kissed his wife’s face. “Everything is going to be okay as long as we stay calm. If you’re calm, then we can get out of here safely and quickly.”

                 Jessica nodded and looked at the Mayor Kris. She grabbed his hand and smiled. “Don’t worry! My husband is the best!”  

                “I can tell,” he said and winked at Spencer.

                Spencer’s walky-talky beeped. He smiled at the mayor and his daughter to assure them that everything is all right. He the walky-talky and put it close to his ear. “Spencer! Is everything fine in there? You need to get out! The building is about to collapse! I’ll give you five minutes to come out! Over.” Spencer’s eyes widen and looked at Jessica and Mayor Kris. Spencer has to make a decision between the two of them. One of them is his happiness while the other one is the happiness of the city.

                Tear stains are beginning to form on Jessica’s face. “There has to be another way. Maybe I can climb on your back while you help Mayor Kris out of this place.”

                The mayor shook his head. “Go,” said the mayor said in a shaky voice. “I’m already an old man and my life would end one day or another.”

                Tears sprung to Spencer’s eyes. He shook his head violently. “There has to be another way!” he said. Spencer is adamant that everyone will make out of this building safely. His walky-talky beeped again. He answered it. “Spencer! Get out of there now! Over!”

                Then Spencer did the most selfish thing he could do, he chose someone. “Let’s go!” He led that person out of the room, dodging burning desks and plants. He wanted to look back but he restrained himself from doing so. That would hurt him even more if he looked back.

                When they got out of the building, everyone cheered for Spencer but he didn’t feel proud. He’s not a hero. He shouldn’t be cheered for but he smiled anyway. The person that he chose started coughing. “Why did you choose me, Spencer? You should’ve chosen you’re wife!”

                He looked at the mayor with tears in his eyes. He made a decision and now he has to live with it but he can’t. He ran back to the burning building. He could hear people screaming his name, telling him to come back but none of that matter. Nothing matters if he can’t enjoy life without his other half. He started dodging the lights crashing down from the ceiling. Finally, he sees her. He ran to her and hugged her tightly. “I can’t live here without you.” His wife nodded. They both kissed each other and hugged each other even tighter than before. “I love you,” he said while watching the fire blazing in front of his eyes.