Story 107 Fear is only six inches deep
A man walking in the night slipped
from a rock.
Afraid that he would fall down thousands of feet, because he knew that place was a very deep valley, he took hold of a branch that was hanging overthe rock.
In the night all he coulds see was a bottomless abyss.
He shouted, his own shout reflected back——there was nobody to hear.
You can imagine that man and his whole night of scare.
Every moment there was death, his hands were becoming cold, he was losing his grip
And as the sun came out he looked down and he laughed.
There was no abyss. Just six inches down there was a rock.
He could have rested the whole night, slept well---the rock was big enough---but the whole night was a nightmare.
Now it is up to you whether you want to go on cling
to the branch and turn your life into a nightmare
, or whether you would love to leave the branch and stand on your feet.
There is nothing to fear.
In the story what happened on the next day?
A. The man found that there was no abyss but only a rock.
B. The man lost his grip and fell in the abyss.
C. The man waited until someone passed and saved him.