One night many years ago, an angry voice woke me up from sleep. It was my drunken (喝醉的) father. Those days, he would always 1home very late. Sometime, he would also go on to fight with my mom.
My earliest memory of these events began when I was around four years old, I was filled with2at that time. There were lots of3—— crying, shouting, and doors slamming (砰地关上).
Then, there was a4knock at the door. My father opened the door. There were two tall men in blue. They wanted to come inside to5 everyone was okay. In a moment, my father was taken away. Everything became peaceful.
My father came back the next day. He became very friendly and6brought my mom flowers. I knew that these men in blue had taken away my fear. From that day on, 7I wanted to be was a policeman. And my dream has come true.
I realized that police officers not only8the little boy in me, but made me a helpful person. Once, my colleague (同事) and I jumped into a river and got a driver9a sinking (下沉的) car. Another day, we kicked open the door into a house10the fire spread through the whole building.
Police officers will always be my heroes, and I will always love my job.
