Personal Narrative-Cop Narrative

In the beginning of third grade was so exciting because I will get to see my friends. But when I got home my parents told me and my brother that we are moving. I was really excited at first because it was my first time moving.

“The Sheriff´s office has issued a mandatory evacuation order for your area.” A phone call like that will get you out of bed in a hurry, and it’s something you don’t get used too. I grew up in Ramona, California, a small rural town with not much to offer. Mountains, farm animals, hillbillies and fires… all a part of Ramona.

On 11/21/2016, I, William Van Scoter, was working as a police officer for the Wichita State University Police Department, in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas. I had the North Wichita Police Department (WPD) on my car radio and they were looking for a black male wearing all black clothes with red shoes. The black male was wanted for a domestic violence incident. I heard over the radio that WPD requested Officer Gable #152 to help locate the individual.

On 06-09-2016 at 1103 hours I was contacted at the front desk of the Police Department in reference to stealing.

I have been accused of murdering the sheriff’s daughter named Tiara M. Parks she was 23. They said they found me with the gun in my hand but a man was running and shoved it into my stomach, the gun felt hot burnt me a little bit so he must have been recent...so i ran the direction the incident had happened i didnt know yet but what i saw was horrible...her mouth open and a hole in her head..eyes rolled back sinking in...just thinking about gives me colds chills.

I attend John Jay College of Criminal Justice not only to further my education, but also to take care of my family. My mother passed away when I was only six years old; however, I have a brother, two sisters, a grandmother who knows what struggle is, and a father who cannot find the words to define his love for my mother. At no point she was hesitant about being a mother to her four young grandkids. I always knew she was an important part of my childhood, but I had never truly understood how she influenced me until a much older age.

On Sunday, November 5, 2017 at approximately 7:26 AM, I, Officer Raul Marrero and Ryan Holroyd were dispatched to 820 SE 9th Ct, in reference to a suspicious vehicle complaint. Dispatch advised of a white Pontiac car that was parked in the driveway. The complainant/homeowner, James Robert Caves Sr., didn 't know who the vehicle belonged to.

As an illustration, I was a regular guy walking around the sidewalk of Staten Island.

Officers who need to defend themselves may do whatever it takes. Last month my friend Janet was having a party at her house and at 10 at least 3 officers came and said they got a complaint and needed it to be shut down. So we shut it down and everyone left. Two of the officers went in the car and drove off while the other stayed behind and spoke to Janet and I. We were just asking questions and laughing here and there when out of nowhere the officer gets hit with as beer bottle. We looked around and by the corner of Janet's house there was a dark figure standing and then it started running towards him. Janet and I backed up to the porch of the house while the officer stepped back reaching for his gun. He yelled “stop running, stop!” when the

My interest in Criminal Justice began around the ages of 11 and 12 years old. I was really fascinated by any television show that involved the criminal justice system. I consumed a lot of my time watching shows such as In The Heat Of The Night, New York Undercover, and Law and Order SVU, just to name a few. As a child I would debate with my fellow peers, especially when I found a topic that I was very passionate about. For a moment, the plan was to become a lawyer. As I grew older, those plans had changed. By the time I had graduated high school, I had chosen a different path.

I’m Isaac, and I guess something interesting about me to start is that I’m half Korean and half Chinese, and I also became a Canadian citizen just last year, on top of that I also lived in Canada for around 13 years. Throughout my time living in both Vancouver and Toronto, my hopes and dreams had changed for my future multiple times, but I determined myself to go into the police department for a long time now. Whether it’s being a part of the detective field or the Emergency task force. Why I’m determined to go into this field is, first the yearly salary is very reasonable with benefits as well as an amazing pension after I retire. The second reason would be I always wanted to live a somewhat luxury life style, with

Startled, a bright light cut through the night’s darkness and an intense beam of light shined on me. Trying to discern what my red, puffy, and swollen eyes were seeing, I finally recognized that it was a police unit. Exhausted, I thought to myself, “no, not now; I can not deal with this tonight”. The officer, Officer A, I’ll call him, asked if I was okay and for me to explain why I was crying and walking in the dark. As I explained he couldn’t believe that I was in the police academy, about to graduate in 3 weeks and wanting to just give up. Then, Officer A kindly says, “Judy, I know it’s hard and everything feels hopeless right now but look at how far you’ve come”. As he was talking to me, being incredibly patient, I didn’t want him to make sense. I was sad, mad and had made up my mind to quit. I didn’t want him to change my mind, but, he continued, “ you’re almost to the completion of the academy and you can’t give up now!?” I argued halfheartedly, “you’ve no idea what I’m going through”. Officer A chuckled, looked me in the eyes, pointed to his badge and simply said, “yes, I do know…” He continued, “didn’t you just tell me one of the main reasons you’re going through the academy is for your son”? Then he rationalized, “what reason will you give him on why you quit”? Officer A could have put me in custody for trespass or another similar charge but he didn’t. He just listened to me patiently, let me cry and gave me nothing but positive encouragement to turn a dark situation into one of light. To this day I hold Officer A in high regard. Because of him and his positive words that night, he changed my mind in a very critical decision making moment. In turn, I didn’t give up. I completed the remainder of those 3 weeks and graduated top 5 of my class. Shortly after, I became a police officer

Sitting in the front seat of my bass boat casting a spinnerbait, the weather was perfect. It was about 55 degrees and sunny. After reeling in about a three-pound bass, I thought I would be ecstatic, but I wasn’t. Something just didn’t feel right, kind of like when you’re about to do something very scary and your stomach turns in nervousness. I drove back to the cabin/house and went upstairs. I knew that whatever was about to happen would permanently change my life forever.

I was so nervous that I had sweat stains all over my bed. As I am getting dressed, one of the prisoners comes up to me. He said that I need to stay calm to show the jury confidence. If I show them that I am extremely nervous, it will make me look guilty. I have one chance to prove my innocence. If I mess up, I could be putting my whole life at risk. He started mentioning his story and it made me realize how real this is. There is one hour left and I am going to meet with O’brien to have one last chat. As I am walking to go meet with her, I here loud screaming. It is King in the other room. I just keep walking to go find O’brien. The first thing she asked me was of how I felt. I just told her that I was nervous. I also explained what I was thinking for my testimony. I was going to go basic and just say what was on my mind. She said that it was risky but at this point, it was all or

“Ugh! It’s time for school already…” I thought as I turned off my alarm. I didn’t want to get up and go to school.