My family lived in a two-floor house near the forest in North America.
One evening, my sister and I were sitting together watching TV. Suddenly, I saw Dad run in with a very pale face. But he said in a calm(镇静的) voice, “Kate and Joan, a friend of mine is coming here to see me, and I wish to be alone(单独) with him. Will you go up to your own room?” It seemed that he did not want to scare us.
We got back to our room and closed the door.
Soon, I heard a loud sound from the door, and then a climb of feet. They were hurrying up the stairs. I'm afraid that there was some danger near, I quickly held a pistol（手枪）in my hand.
Then I heard Dad cry out, “Quick! Open the door!” I did so. Oh, my God! I saw, over Dad's shoulder, a big wolf! It was running after Dad!
Without thinking twice, I raised the pistol, and fired. The wolf let out an angry loud cry. Dad took the still smoking pistol from my hand at once, and fired another shot. The wolf ran away quickly.
In fact, Dad had expected to lock the door—which was twenty feet away before the animal reached it. However, the wolf was too quick!
Holding our shivering （颤抖的）hands tightly, Dad said, “Aha! This is NOT my friend!”
