As I stood down with my weapon pointed, and my finger on the trigger as this massive man steadily charged towards me I repeatedly yelled "freeze, get down on the ground!" The next thing I remember was a BANG! As I returned back to my senses I could only think "how could a routine traffic stop go so terribly wrong?" Then I slowly drifted into a vast sleep. Its was Jan,1, 2005. I had just awaken and was proceeding with my usual morning routines. I was awaken by the scent of Mamas infamous blueberry pancakes and the usual irksome noise of my brothers going at it throughout the house and mama yelling for them to "sit down!". I showered, got dressed, and went downstairs to join my family. I had to be at school by 7:40 usually I leave the …show more content…
I had spoken to a few individuals but was still not the best of spirits considering the overall purpose of us being there. I couldn’t help but to think why hasn’t Steph 's murder been solved yet, what key evidence if missing to put the low life responsible behind bars, and who was that despicable low life. I realized that my devotion in wanting answers in Steph 's cause greatly influenced me into wanting to become a Investigator. I soon noticed myself spending countless amounts of time doing research and putting forth the effort into becoming an investigator. Years after graduating from high school I joined the police force in honor Steph and preventing anyone from going through what he had to. I hadn 't been there a week before chief gave me my first assignment; It was street patrol. A highly experienced vet in the force, Officer Stokes was assigned as my partner on this task. With this being my first actual assignment I must admit I had many concerns, and was overwhelmed with anxiety and the thought of failing but having a partner with such experience as Officer. Stokes made it a little more comfortable for
Rocky slipped out his gun from his holster in his belt and pinned it to my temple. I instantly froze.describe don’t tell I didn't know what I got myself into.but weren’t you knock out and kidnapped? As He kept repeating the question I told myself “close your eyes - close your eyes” My mind was boggled so I didn't know what to do. Soon the windows were cracked in and five police officers in their uniforms came and circled around me and Rocky.
In 2008 Donald Smith was convicted with murder and carjacking. In atlanta georgia he killed a 42 year old teacher. During his trial he blamed it on his twin brother Ronald Smith. The teacher that he killed worked at a preschool. After the murder he carjacked a car for the get away.
Thanking the Sir, I grab my glass and sit down to relax but find myself in a slight state of paranoia. A muffled scream is heard and I see some silhouettes dragging a figure towards a room. Thinking nothing of it, I return to peace taking slow sips of my drink. That peace is broken as I feel two strong men grab me, and someone else covers my mouth with some sort of fabric. Before I can even struggle, I feel my heart ache in pain and my body gives up drifting into a state of sleep.
The murder of Denise Amber Lee took place on January 17th, 2008, in Florida. Lee was abducted from her home that morning, and was found dead later that day. Her death can be attributed to the lack of communication between police and the emergency telecommunication center. During the course of the day five 911 calls were made, one of which came from Lee on her abductors phone. The question stands today, would Lee still be alive if the 911 dispatchers had notified the police of certain 911 calls.
When I was eight, my family could not believe what I was doing to my nanny on the way to Gatlinburg. My family and I begin to scavenge our belongings to place in my mother 's car, my anxiety and excitement begins to rise. We all start to swarm in the vehicle and to my recollection, I notice the sun beginning to ascend over the horizon. My mother stomped on the gas pedal to accelerate the car forward out of our driveway onto the road. In the car, my parents occupy the front driver and passenger seats, my brother sits next to the window behind my mother and I sit behind my father, which leaves the middle seat for my nanny to take up.
Murder; What exactly possesses one to commit such a heinous crime? How do we bring ourselves to harm our fellow man? What forces could possibly be at play to twist one’s mental psyche? Fear, anger, disasters, depression to hit the nail on the coffin so to speak. The story that I am going to unfold is one explaining such atrocities, our tale begins around the 1930’s on a seemingly peaceful farmland in Oklahoma.
I woke up at six o’clock in the morning and was too excited to go back to sleep. I really tried to go back to sleep, but my heart rate was too high. I got really bored just lying in my bed, so I decided to go wake up my dad. I walked to my mom and dad’s room and gave my dad a light touch on the back. His response was,” Go Back to bed
Shortly, after that morning my parents became divorced and I was left to fend for myself, I was just, forgotten. A couple of weeks after that my stepmother who I could have sworn was an evil witch took me in. I could see a mysterious glare in her eyes like this was a part of a plan. She enrolled me in this lovely new school
THE THING It was 1972 in the state of Texas. I was son patrol for any unwanted visitors. I hold my gun I one hand in in my other hand is my flashlight.
Bella After almost a year since losing our Chihuahua Precious and our Rottweiler Gracie, my parents surprisingly decided to look into getting a new puppy. My mom researched and wanted to get a Boxer and my dad wanted to get a German shorthaired pointer. My mom looked and looked on Craigslist for both. The only one’s she could finder were Boxers. My mom found a brindle girl boxer in Denver and was ready to drive there to get her.
The radio program I chose was Mother-in-Law Murder. The background music was very loud and distracting, making it hard to get into the feel of the program at first. There were issues with the audio stream that made it difficult to listen and lead me to find another way to hear the program. Lots of strange sounds in between scenes made me more conscious of reality and prevented me from fully submerging myself into the program. I was listening alone but had to deal with people coming in and talking to me, making it hard to pay attention.
On the Thursday of my first week in my new school I was pulled from English class to the office. When I got there I saw my Dad, the principal, and a guidance counselor. A pit opened in my stomach that progressively worsened as I thought of the possibilities. I walked up to my dad and asked what was wrong as he proceeded to tell me “Do you remember
Air ball— again. My form was lost, coordination gone, and so was my patience. I’ve stopped playing basketball for 3 months mainly because of school work and things going on in my life. I was determined to get my skills back no matter how long it’ll take. I started a game of basketball with other people inside the gyms court.
How In the 7th grade our basketball team was good, we had never played together and our chemistry came out pretty well. The first team we played was Derby, they’ve always been good in about every sport. We worked hard at practice every day leading up to Gameday. We won that game, in fact we won every game except for two in the regular season, we lost to Andover Central and Augusta. Then we had to play Derby in the championship, it was a hard fought game, but in the end, we lost by 3.
That morning I woke up early as I had to be at school for 8am. I was very excited. When I got to school the buses that were to take us were already there and teachers were buzzing around making sure that everything was in order and that all students going had their consent forms. Before we left the teachers gathered all the students and told us to be careful, to stay together also for us to remember our manners, we also said a prayer as it was a custom seeing that it is a Presbyterian School. As we boarded the buses, my friends and I all headed to the back of the bus as it was considered for some