I climbed the stairs slowly, carrying a big suitcase, my father with two more. By the time I got to the third floor, I was (16) and at the same time feeling lonely. Worse still, Dad (17) a step and fell, sending my new suitcases (18) down the stairs. "Damn!" he screamed, his face turning red. I knew (19) was ahead. Whenever Dad’s face turns red, look out.
How could I ever get him to finish unloading the car (20) screaming at me and making a scene in front of the other girls, girls I would have to spend the (21) of the year with Doors were opening and faces peering out (探出), as Dad walked (22) close behind. I felt it in my bones that my college life was getting off to a(n) (23) start.
" (24) the room, quickly," I thought. "Get him into a chair and calmed down." But then again, would there be a chair in Room 316 Or would it be a(n) (25) roomA. helpless
B. lazy
C. anxious
D. tried
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