Through The Darkness

Why Me

No No No! I Cried as I sat here in a puddle of blood.Everything was once so perfect and going so well.Why me,why my friends...my family.Everything I love,gone,ripped away,why? [January 2nd,1976]

[ September 2nd,1974] It was an early Thursday morning,overcast and very windy. While getting my daughter MaKayla ready for school my partner Dave called me,we've been called in on a case. I dropped MaKayla off at school and went straight to the assigned address 3401 Damper Drive.

Officers were already there with a few other detectives blocking off and sorting things. I approached Dave " What we got", " Double homicide,man and woman, looks like they were strangled". This was an unusual trend, for the fifth time in almost a month a double homicide and an innocent couple falling victim.

As I removed the coverings off their bodies a shiver went down my spine,looking at their purple showerd face was petrifying. I quickly covered them back up, sparring myself from the tears.

"As soon as the autopsy is done give us a call",I told Rick, our Forensic Scientist. Me and Rick Have been good friends since we both got into the CPD(Colorado Police Department) ten years ago. He was with me from the birth of my child through the constant daily obstacles, I was there from his marriage to his wife Vennesa through the death of his parents. We've seen these streets become more and more dangerous as days pass. Bars and playgrounds have become equally yoked in danger, Kids being in the midst of danger as much as adults,life shouldn't be this way. Through all my years of being a detective I have seen the thickest of storms and sometimes the brightest moments ever.But generally everyday was a struggle,the feeling of never being able to do enough plagued me emotionally all the time. My entire life has been devoted to this.Sleepless nights,family problems,all too help people I barely even know. And through all that I still love the job,the adrenaline, that spark and the sweet taste of justice that I get makes it all worth it. It was the middle of the day now and I had to go pick up MaKayla. " Hey Detective, how's the day going?" The desk lady asked me,"Fine I guess, just a usual day for...."Before I could finish my sentence, gunfire rang through the hallway. " Put the school on lockdown!" I shouted and then ran into the hallway. As I turned the corner I ran into the most disastrous thing,Mr.Mandolph the principal laid there dead,a bullet right through the middle of his skull. The suspect gone.

About 10 minutes passed before EMS and other officers showed up.They carried Mandolph away, a man always full of energy and determined to help these kids to greatness now laid on his back stiff,emotionless, and cold. Lockdown continued for about two more hours before releasing the students. The drive home was mostly quiet followed by the rumbling of the engine and the sounds of nearby cars passing by us. While Tucking MaKayla in she asked " Is Mr.Mandolph going to be ok",sounding worried. " I don't think so slingshot, I don't think so". Slingshots my nickname for her because when she was a baby she would always just take off really fast like a slingshot. " Is he going to be with mommy now",holding back my tears,pain,and thoughts I answered " yes he's with mommy now". She sat up, gave me a hug then rolled over and went to bed.

When MaKayla was five her mom died from brain cancer,she fought it as long as she could before dying peacefully in our bed. And ever since that day five years ago MaKayla always wears her mom's pearl necklace. We were married eight years and I still wear my ring till this day. She's the love of my life and when she died my heart left with her.