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Fictional story about a man who found a purpose!
***Trigger warning: trauma*** Quote by Mel Robbins in the end!

Police Officer

it was 5:00 in the afternoon when Robert put his pencil down between the pages of his notebook. "I'm done!" He looked to his sister Winter and his friend Terrence. "Don't show off," said Terrence. He showed him his notebook. "I have one more question to do."

"Are you finished?" He asked his sister and she showed him her notebook. She was indeed finished. When she showed her notebook to Robert, she grinned and he cracked a small smile. Winter was a cheerful 11 year old girl who was two years younger than Robert. She was a brilliant student.

"Can we watch a movie now?" Asked Winter loudly with her head tilted to one side. "Keep it down, Terry's isn't finished yet." "I'm done! Let's go!" Terrence stood up off his seat and walked to the couch. "What are we going to watch?" "The parent trap," said Winter.

"We watched that last time, I don't wanna watch that again!" Robert uttered loudly. "How about..." Terrence picked up a DVD case. "Scream," "Nah," He heard the door knob rattling and looked back at the door and saw a shadow.

"Is that your mom?" Asked Terrence. "They're still at work, unless..." Before Robert made his way to the door, the window glass broke. Winter gasped softly and Robert was greatly disturbed when he looked at Terrence. Terrence only gaped at him.

"Go through the back," Panicked Robert and the door opened allowing the sunlight to shine inside the house and walls. Before Robert got to see the door open up all the way, he was already fighting with the back door since he ran back there so fast. "Winter, come to me!" He opened the door and ran through the alley. The sounds of the gunshots stopped him.

"Winter! Terry!"

"Winter! Terry!" He cried out and watched the door he left opened and held his head. He then continued running quickly through the alley and called out his neighbour,

"Winter! Terry!" He cried out and watched the door he left opened and held his head. He then continued running quickly through the alley and called out his neighbour, "Alfred!" He sobbed. "My sister..."

"Terry..."

"Terry..." He cried.

Robert elevated from his pillow. He was sweating and his heart was racing. He grabbed his flask filled with water and drank some then pulled the sheets off him and got out of bed. He closed the windows and turned the fan on. He tried to avoid looking at his alarm clock, but he looked at it anyway. It was 2:24AM, much earlier than last night. Robert sighed.

It was always hard for him to go back to sleep after waking up from having bad dreams. He sat on the edge of his bed, knowing he needed to rest. He was a Police Officer and wanted to use up his free time to sleep or do things that would allow him to escape. Watching light hearted shows always helped him. So he decided to watch some cartoon until he would fall asleep.

However, as the hour passed, he found it hard to fall asleep. He chose to go into his bedside cabinet. As he was looking, he found the picture of him and his parents who were also no longer with him. The picture had water damage. It was a picture that was over 30 years old. He missed those days so much and was happy he never lost it because ...

Winter was in it. In the picture, she was 11 years old. It was the same year, she had passed. The same year, he couldn't save her and Terrence. He tightened his lips. He had felt guilty for many years for leaving them behind. He always looked at the photo and wondered if the feelings would resurface just in case bad dreams weren't enough for him...

He always believed their deaths were the heart of the reason why he decided to become join the law enforcement. Making a difference did help heal those past wounds. He lived to see more crooks behind bars like the one who shot his sister and friend. He put the photo back in the drawer and looked for the letter from his old neighbour, Alfred.

He found it and opened the letter that Alfred had given him on the day of their wake.

"Maybe you've been assigned this mountain to show others it can be moved." -

"Maybe you've been assigned this mountain to show others it can be moved." - Mel Robbins

"Maybe you've been assigned this mountain to show others it can be moved." - Mel Robbins Many years later, he became a Police Officer.

Written by Lauri

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