The clock said half-past ten. I closed my books, went to bedand soon fell asleep. In the middle of the night I woke upand saw that my father’s bed was empty. I remembered thathe had promised to be at home by eleven at the latest. As he had neverbroken his promises before, I felt sure that something serioushad happened to him. It took me a few seconds to decide what todo. I ran down the steps of the cabin into the night. It waslight as a full moon was shining. To my right (lie) the lonely roadthat leaded to the dangerous wood. A wild and dangerous ideacame to my mind. Not long before that my father had taught meto drive the car. So I thought that the quickest way to find myfather was to drive as fast as I could. Half an hour later I foundmy father in the forest with a broken leg.