My Teenager Hero

It was a beautiful summer night and a friend of mine, a teenager like me, was out in the street, when he suddenly felt a strange smell and, looking to the sky, he realized it was smoke. He looked around and he saw a big cloud of smoke coming out from his neighbors' house. When he drew near he saw some fire through the windows. The teenager ran into the house and he saw a baby in the bedroom. He took the baby and went back into the house to see if someone else was in. Nobody else was there, but when he tried to run out of the house through the fire he broke his leg. While the brave boy saved the little baby, another neighbor called 911. After a while, the baby's parents came home and they said that they had been out for dinner. The baby was taken by authorities because his parents neglected him. The teenager was rewarded with applause and considered a hero for his deed. I consider this teenager was a hero because he saved the little baby and he went back to see if someone else was in the burning house, assuming the risk to be hurt, and put his safety apart.