WA-6 Snapshot Story Final Draft

My day has been so hectic! I have been chasing a kid who we caught dealing drugs.  It never ceases to amaze me how often kids take up after their friends.  My parents told me it would be tough, they said, “Alex, being Drug Law enforcement officer will be the toughest thing you've ever done!"  I took the job anyways because I wanted to stop kids like this one from a whole life of crime and drugs.  

 

His friends started a drug ring and pressured him into joining as far as we know.  I wish kids didn't do crap like this.  His record before this is clean so I think he is a good kid but he just got mixed up with the wrong people.  That’s how a lot of druggies start.  But we won’t let him get that far.  My partner and I have been driving around looking for him.  I hate just driving around because it makes me feel unproductive.    

 

I was chasing him earlier but he knocked over some trashcans behind him and I had some quality time with the concrete.  OUCH!  I had to get bandages for my head and now we’re back out.  We had better find that kid or all of my effort would have been for nothing.  We picked up some food and now are cruising around looking for him.  If he is smart he will stay off the streets.  But then again he is dealing drugs, so he ain't exactly Einstein.  

 

I think we just passed him.  My partner Pierce is on foot chasing him and the kid is running through an alley.  I’m going to drive around to the other end of the alley to cut off the guy.  We just ended up in the projects and I have called for backup.  The boy we were just chasing has run into a house.  BOOM!  His father just stormed out with a shotgun and is pointing it straight at us.  He hasn't lowered it and we are trying to negotiate.  And that is where we are currently and where this picture is taken from.  

 

I am so scared for my life.  In my years of enforcement my life has never been in such severe danger. A GUY IS AIMING A SHOTGUN AT ME!  I feel so out in the open.  This whole career I have fought against drugs on my own turf, but now I am in the projects with my partner and some backup.  This is the last place I would ever want to be!  Why did I pick this job?  

WA-6 Snapshot Story

My day has been so hectic! I have been chasing a kid who we caught dealing drugs.  It never ceases to amaze me how much kids take up after their friends.  My parents told me it would be tough, they said,"Alex, being Drug Law enforcement officer will be the toughest thing you've ever done!"  I took the job anyways because I wanted to stop kids like this one from a whole life of crime and drugs.  His friends started a drug ring and pressured him into joining as far as we know.  I wish kids didn't do crap like this.  His record before this is clean so I think he is a good kid but he just got mixed up with the wrong people. My partner and I have been driving around looking for him.  I was chasing him earlier but he knocked over some trash cans behind him and I had some quality time with the concrete.  I had to get bandages for my head and now were back out.  We had better find that kid or all of my effort will have been for nothing.  We picked up some food and now are cruising around looking for him.  If he is smart he will stay off the streets.  But then again he is dealing drugs, so he ain't exactly Einstein.  I think we just passed him.  My partner Pierce is on foot chasing him and he is running through an alley.  Im going to drive around to the other end of the alley to cut off the guy.  we just ended up in the projects and I have called for backup.  The boy we were just chasing has run into a house.  BOOM!  His father just stormed out with a shotgun and is pointing it straight at us.  He hasn't lowered it and we are trying to negotiate.  And that is where we are currently and where this picture is taken from.  I am so scared for my life.  In my years of enforcement my life has never been in such severe danger.  I feel so out in the open.  This whole career I have fought against drugs on my own turf, but now I am in the projects with my partner and some backup.  Why did I pick this job?  

WA-5 Final Draft

            Well this is the big day.  I can’t believe its here already.  I am walking down the aisle and everyone looks so happy.  I hope my ex-boyfriend from a couple of years ago doesn’t try to sabotage the best day of my life.  I’m at the altar, but I cannot stop staring at my uncle in the third row.  I swear there is something different about him since the last time I saw him.  His head looks different.  Maybe it is just the angle I am seeing him from.  I stared for too long because the ceremony is coming too a close.  We both just said, “I do”, kissed, and ran out to our limousine.  Were heading over too the reception hall where the dancing will be fun.  I am so happy!  My uncle’s hair seems to be moving, as if narrating what is happening.  I’m probably just crazy though.

 

            Everybody is having fun dancing, singing, and talking.  The toasts seem to go on forever, but nobody seems to mind too much.  The reception hall is beautifully decorated with flowers.  Everything is going perfectly, and the cake looks so good, but the bride has decided she will do some dancing before she eats some. Just then everything gets quiet.  A very loud ticking noise is heard, but the location is not discovered.  Everyone looks for what seems like hours, but no luck.  A few people begin to compare their situation to that of Harry Potter in Potter Puppet Pals.  Nobody laughs because, “what if there really were a pipe bomb, and Voldemort was just waiting to pop out and sing?!?”  If that happened we would all be embarrassed.  Well nobody could find it so they figured it would not be a problem.  Then somebody said, “lets have some wedding cake.”  It hit everyone; it was in the last place they had looked.  It was too late.  I saw my uncle’s toupee fly in the air as if to scream.

 

            Everything was covered in cake, including my beautiful locks.  The bride and groom’s clothes were ruined.  I just wanted to get home so I could be combed and like new.  I also need a good washing, because I have also gotten champagne and soda in me too.  I feel so gross!  I was trying to leave but the guests started throwing me like a Frisbee.  I eventually wound up lying somewhere on the floor covered in cake.  It was so far a miserable night.  Everyone decided to not let a cake explosion ruin such a happy occasion, so why did they have to ruin it for me?  The bride and groom danced some more with each other until the groom slipped on some icing.  They were taking pictures, but nobody picked me up and brushed the cake off of me.  The night was starting to get more exciting.  Then the best man hurled a piece of cake shaped like a snowball at one of the other groomsmen.  Then the bride stepped in and threw cake.

 

            Pandemonium broke out.  People were throwing cake everywhere.  They also started splashing water and champagne at each other.  Everyone continued this until they were thoroughly exhausted and satisfied with their tomfoolery.  The night was a blast and everyone left happy, except my uncle.  He could not find his toupee and was searching all over.  It had turned out that the toupee was stepped on into a big clump of cake.  The locks had icing stuck in them and were stickier than glue.  When he found it, he realized it could not even be worn anymore.  Then he stormed off and left my husband, a sugary wig, and me in the reception hall. The wedding was great, all in all.  The sugary toupee my uncle had left was screaming very muffled.  He had the worst night of his life.  O well, you cannot make everybody happy.