Stuck in her bed. Unable to get up. Sorrow surrounded her like a misty fog. Her life had been swept…
Stuck in her bed. Unable to get up. Sorrow surrounded her like a misty fog. Her life had been swept…
Stuck in her bed. Unable to get up. Sorrow surrounded her like a misty fog. Her life had been swept a way like a street sweeper. It was unexpected. A sunny day turned cloudy. The love of her life snapped a way like a click of the fingers.
Married at 21 she was expecting their first child. A boy the test showed. Oh the joy that filled her heart. Her husband fulfilled a life time dream. To be a police officer, graduated and working.
The two had it all planned out. They had dated for a few years. They saved money. They had purchased their very first home a little ways out in the country. A big yard; one that would hold a nice swing set. A small area in the back of the yard for a garden.
Which college would their child pick out. How much should they stock a way out of each pay check for the college fund.
The two made plans one day that after he got off of work they would meet at the baby store. They were going to pick out baby beds and all that went with it. They wanted everything to match. It was to be all set-up so there would be no rush at the last-minute. Picking out wall hangings and window coverings was something the couple planned to do together.
Life was good. It was going according to plan. But as we know, life isn’t always good and plans are something we dream about, not always to happen.
It happened on that night of September,24. He got off work and was pulling out of the police parking lot. He heard the shouting. He looked over to see a couple of people arguing. He saw the man break the glass out of the front car window.
He moved closer to investigate. Hoping to resolve the problem before it got out of hand.
The guy caught a glimpse of the cop and took a gun from the back of his pants and shot three times.
Sadness reeked like a stale onion. Weak and her own heart ripped out, she lay in her bed. Memories flooding of the police officer standing in her doorway announcing what had happened.
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I am a free-lance writer. I like to write mostly about social issues and all those happenings surrounding our lives which affect us in very subtle ways. Nobody is immune from the effects of crime in our society since the pattern of crime has changed with mobility and technology. We seek security and safety to live a better life. We should be able to move freely in our surroundings enjoying the full benefits of natural beauty and other gifts that come for Canadians as Canada being one the finest countries in the world. Crime, if not checked, can make the same beautiful country a living hell. To avert such a dire situation we have to recognize that it is the police officer who will defend and protect us. The balance of justice may tip up or down but eventually it will level off with the effort of police officers who are greatest of Levellers. And this is the shinning virtue of police officers It is in them to protect us. They are the law. Their strength is imperative to protect the innocent people who have faith in the protection that they offer. This website has been established to make people recognize the fact that a person who is prepared to give his/her life in protecting innocent people is the police officer. No police officer should ever be suspected that he /she will not protect you because it is in their spirit to protect you and pray for your safety before they think of protecting themselves or praying for themselves. Great police officers are angered by injustice in society but are not frightened by it and they will fight head on eliminating injustices for they are the law.
Every morning as long as the weather was above the freezing mark Jake looked forward to his walk. The walk was journeyed on a hand-made boardwalk through the city’s funding. It was located in town but in a serene location. Jake could discover various things with each step he took.
Jake took in every sight and breathed in all the fresh air his lungs could take. He lived for his daily walk.
When he went back home it was to an empty house. The same stale air and the same sounds coming from the television.
One morning when he was walking some kids came whizzing by on their bikes. They looked at Jake but said nothing. Only breezes lifting Jake’s hair was the true evidence they had been here.
Using his cane he lifted it up in the air and touched some leaves dangling from an over hung tree. He managed to knock a few down and tucked them gently into his shirt pocket.
He would hope to take these home and using tape place them on his windows, a reminder of where he had been.
There was one spot Jake routinely stopped at. This is where if he stood very still he could catch glimpses of deer.
Where Jake had lived with his life long wife deer were plentiful. Many times he and his wife would sip coffee together and watch the families of deer scamper through the fields.
A tear came to his eye as he waited for them to show, memories of his beloved utmost in his mind. His wife had passed on to a better world over four years ago. Jake wanted to go with her but he knew it was not time yet, but he promised her he would be along soon.
Soon enough what he had been quietly waiting for showed. A deer all alone. She seemed not to take notice of Jake as she made her way through the tall grasses. Inching closer and closer to him. He could see her eyes. Such a gentle look they held. He smiled and lingered on her beauty.
Lost in the image he didn’t hear the noise coming up behind him. The deer did though and she scampered off quickly into taller hiding areas. This forced Jake to come to the reality of moments and he turned just in time to see the kids speeding by him.
One rider decided he was going to have some fun with Jake. Without asking permission he rode so close that he knocked Jake down to the ground. The other riders stopping a head and looking back asked,”What did you have to go and do that for? Don’t you get in to enough trouble the way it is?”
Most of the bicycles took off not wanting anything to do with their friend. One bike remained far enough a head but still taking in the scenes being played out.
The bully was not done yet. He was having a good time. He rode past Jake and turned around and came racing back. Jake saw it coming and he took his cane and shook it at the kid trying to scare him off.
Jake tried to hurry and get up but he thought he may have twisted his ankle during his fall. For when he tried to stand he winced in pain. All he had to defend himself with was his cane and his mouth.
The kid went a head and turned once again charging at the poor man lying defenseless on the wooden walk way. As he came close to Jake he was prepared for the cane but Jake gave it everything he had and he managed to make a cracking sound as his cane met the bike.
This pissed off the kid. He stopped immediately and wrestled Jake for the cane. Once he had it in his power he tossed it way out in to those tall grassy fields. There was no way he could escape now. He realized he was at the mercy of the dragon.
The bicyclist that had been watching took off on his bike. Now it was Jake against the wrath of fires. The kid got off his bike and proceeded to taunt him. Words came flaring out of his mouth.” Why don’t you try to get up now you old man? Come on what you waiting for? Cat got your tongue?” Every word he spat would follow by laughter. This sound infiltrated into Jake’s soul and he was fearful of his life.
There was no fear in the minor. He came closer and kicked Jake in the stomach. When he saw how easy it was to move the body he kicked him in the ribs and then in the head. Leaning back grabbing his stomach he was laughing; a mean laugh. This had to be as close to Satan‘s laugh as you could ever imagine.
The bully still had not had enough. Jake tried to curl himself up in a ball to further protect himself. He wasn’t strong enough as the kid grabbed a hold of his arm and began to pull him. Jake looked to where he was being pulled to and so much fear took over as he saw the edge of the walk coming closer he urinated on himself.
There was a rail along the boardwalk but under the support was nothing but open plains. This kid was going to kill him. Not with a knife nor a gun, but by drowning him. He was going to push him over the edge and leave him for the buzzards.
The kid struggled a little trying to move Jake. Jake was trying to kick the brat with his legs. The kid had enough of this crap and took a hold of poor old Jake’s arms and started to yank him over the edge.
Behind the kid came two strong sets of fingers. They clamped down on his skin so tightly
that the nasty kid’s face winced in pain. He flipped around to see two tall and muscular policemen standing there. The one officer had his hands on the bully and the other officer was tending to Jake.
“It seems that your friends ratted on you my friend. They turned to us to help you”. He faced the bully a way from him and slapped a pair of cuffs on the kid. ” Punk, you are coming with me. I will call your parents from the car and have them meet us at the station.”
The other officer helped Jake to sit up. He radioed for an ambulance. Jake ended up staying in the hospital for a few days with one broken rib, multiple bruises and an ulceration to his head.
With the kid being a minor he was released into the care of his parents. He had to attend juvenile court but was given a smack on the fingers and let go. Poor old Jake finally got to go home, but he didn’t wake up any longer eager for his morning walks. He sat in front of his television and began to nap more often throughout the day. The bully who he never learned of his name had taken his livelihood away from him. The two would never meet again.
Once there was a family of mice that all lived together in a tiny little mouse house in the
woods. Papa mouse drove his mouse mobile to work every day. He worked in the city at an electronic company. He sold lots of new video games.
Mama mouse stayed at home. She cleaned house and worked in her garden. She swept the house and dusted. She made her children lunches when they were hungry. Mama and papa mouse had two cute little mice named Faye and Ray.
Faye and Ray were twins. They were six years old. They both looked just alike. Faye and Ray went to the same school. The school was called The Country School. They loved going to school. At school they learned how to read and write. They made nice friends. They played with all of their friends at recess.
One day Fay and Ray were sitting in their class and they were raising their hands when the teacher, Miss Miller called their names. After this was all done and the teacher saw that everyone was in class, she said that they were all going to stand in a circle and hold hands and sing songs.
They all stood up and got in a big circle and then they heard noises. The noises were big and were so loud. They looked at Miss Miller to ask her what that was. The teacher told them quickly to all go to the corner.
All the children hurried quickly to the corner, because they knew that they were always supposed to listen to what the teacher said. Miss Miller put her fingers over her lips and softly told all of the classroom to sit very still and to not talk.
The children tried to do as the teacher said but a few of the girls began to cry. The teacher pulled the girls closer to her and the girls stopped crying. Miss Miller was a nice teacher. She liked everyone in the class.
The teacher crawled over to the door and shut the light off and then she crawled back over to the students. She whispered to the class that by turning the lights off, if anyone walked by the door, they would think no one was here.
The teacher and kids sat very still. There was loud noises in the halls and they could hear glass breaking. They felt scared but they knew Miss Miller would keep them safe because she was the teacher.
Pretty soon the noises stopped and they didn’t hear anymore glass break. The teacher asked them to all stay in this spot and to not move. Miss Miller said,” Sometimes there are people who get real sick. They go to the doctor but they can’t find what is wrong. They stay sick for a long time”. The kids stayed very quiet and they listened real well. The teacher continued,” I think one of the sick people is in the school. I think we should stay here until someone comes and tells us that they took the sick man to the doctor.”
They sat for almost a whole hour waiting for a knock on the door. Finally someone came and the teacher told the students to stay where they were. She walked over to the door and peeked out and it was a policeman. She opened the door and the kids got up without asking and came over to the policeman.
The students knew that policemen were nice people. They helped people and they are our friends. The policeman asked the teacher to come out in to the hall, and the teacher told the students to stay right here, she would be right back.
When she came back into the room, she said that they were going to play a game. They were going to line up in a straight line and hold hands, and that they were all going to walk as fast as they could without letting their hands go. They were going to go over to visit the big red fire station.
The kids were excited. They were going to go on a field mouse trip. They all lined up and held hands and the policeman said for everyone to close their eyes. He said this was part of the game as he wanted to see how many could follow the rules with their eyes closed.
Together they all walked out the doors of the school. When they were outside the school the policeman told them they played the game very well so they could open their eyes. They walked quickly over to the fire station.
On their way to run across the field, they saw many police cars and they saw ambulance cars with big flashing lights. When they reached the fire station, they saw and ran to papa and mama mouse. Mama and papa put their arms around us and hugged us tight. I saw mama and papa cry when they saw us. They were happy to see us.
Mama and papa walked us home and soon we were all in our mouse home. Mama asked us to sit on the couch. We asked her if we could have some cheese for a snack, that we were hungry.
Mama went to the mouse fridge and got out two big pieces of Swiss cheese. The cheese looked funny. It had big holes in it. After we ate the cheese mama mouse said she wanted to tell us something real important.
Mama mouse explained that there were good people and bad people who lived in the world. She explained that some people were also sick. Ray spoke up and said, “This is what our teacher said too”! Mama said,” You have a very smart teacher. She is very nice too”. Ray and Faye smiled at mama mouse when she said this about their teacher.
Mama mouse continued to tell them that a very sick man had come into the school and he was so sick that he didn’t know what he was doing. He was so sick that he didn’t know that he wasn’t supposed to hurt children. He had hurt some children and they had to be taken to the mouse hospital.
Mama said, ” You did well though. You listened to your teacher and did everything she said. The sick man did not see you. He thought your class was empty”. Ray and Faye giggled as they realized they had tricked the sick man. Mama said to remain quiet while she finished the story. Mama mouse said, “the sick man got too close to some of the children and then they got sick too. Jesus didn’t want them to be sick forever, so he took them home with them”. The children became very quiet as they listened to their mama. Ray said, ” You mean they won’t be in school anymore”? Mama mouse shook her head no.
Mama mouse said, ” You don’t want the sick kids to be sick for a long time do you? You don’t want them to not be able to go out and play in the field with you and all the other mice children do you”? The kids looked sad but they understood. They didn’t want their friends to hurt or be sick.
Mama mouse took Faye and Ray and held them in her arms and gave them lots of hugs and kisses. She held them for so long that both Ray and Faye fell fast asleep in her arms.