One day I experienced some tragic news; my ex-boyfriend was stabbed to death at a party when he was trying to break up a fight. He was at the wrong place at the wrong time. He went to school majoring in Criminal Justice and was going to graduate that same year. After that incident, I decided what I wanted to do in life, to study Criminal Justice and to help people. Some of my personal interest is cheerleading and dance, I’ve been doing this for 10 years now and I am captain of the Peru State Cheerleading Squad.
On april 20, 1999 in Colorado at Columbine High School, two students Dylan Klebold and Eric harris shot and killed 13 students and killing themselves. It was one of the worst tragedy in school shootings ever. What made them do this horrible tragedy ? There has been many thoughts why they did this. Eric and Dylan Klebold was part of a gang called “ Trench Coat Mafia outcasts’’.
My duties as a Deputy Sheriff were to respond to any calls that occurred on my shift and investigate them. I have investigated Robberies, Burglaries, Sexual Assaults, Thefts and Murders that occurred on my shift. I was responsible for gathering the evidence at the scene as well as interviewing witnesses and suspects of these crimes and making arrest as a result of the investigation. I worked these cases from the initial call to testifying to the charges in court. I have been the case agent on two Murders in which I gathered any evidence at the scene, located and interviewed witnesses and defendants and testified in jury trials that resulted in convictions.
In 2005, Carl Bryan was stopped in Coronado, California for a seat belt violation. Bryan had already been stopped that same morning on a speeding charge, at this point he was upset with himself. Because of this, he was hitting the steering wheel and yelling expletives at himself. He complied with the officer, when he requested to turn the radio down and pull to the curb. The following part is where Bryan and the officer 's story is different.
We were on a tour of the prison and that’s when the call came. “Breakout on Unit 3, we need backup.” Lieutenant Fitzy ran off to the lunchroom. The other officer in charge turned to us and commanded to be in a straight line against the wall. From where we were, we could see through the glass of the door, bodies flying on each other.
The FBI is considered by many to be an elite job, filled with the top echelon of society. With jobs ranging from counterterrorism to cyber crime; violent crimes to drug crimes, the FBI deals with it all. This job is not for the faint of heart; those who have no drive or motivation will not succeed in this career path and would find it difficult to excel within this prestigious profession. The entry process in and of itself is grueling and many are unable to meet the high standards set by the FBI. Despite the seemingly impossible task of getting chosen as a special agent, those who can succeed in such a profession find themselves ahead in the world with many options open to them.
Graduating from the Virginia State Police Academy was one of the most important moments in my life. I never thought that I would become a Law Enforcement Officer. However, as I would find out later after studying my heritage that is it in my blood. I played sports in high school and put my school work last therefore, pursuing any kind of formal education after high school was never an option.
The first time I attended college I was very young; I was motivated to get my criminal justice career started. I thought I was on my way. I thought that there was no way I could’ve been stopped. Times took a turn for the worst or so I thought. The first thing that happened was that my father had fallen ill.
I always knew that I wanted a career where I can help kids but I didn’t know exactly what I wanted to be until my sophomore year in college. I didn’t know about all the hard work, classes, time, and money that is involved with it until I did the observation and had to do the research on the career.
I began my journey in the carrier of law enforcement at the young age of fourteen years old. At this age I was not a sworn law enforcement officer, but I was a police explorer with the Winston-Salem Police Department. This program is associated with the Boy Scout program and I remained in this program until the age of eighteen years old. During the police explorer program, I was able to perform ride-a-longs with law enforcement officers and work closely with the Winston-Salem Police Department during different events. This confirmed for me that I truly wish to become a law enforcement officer.
Before choosing criminal justice as my major, I wanted to be an art major. The dream was to work as a comic book artist, but I soon realized that it was virtually impossible for me to achieve that dream. Eventually, I became interested in the criminal justice system and all of the aspects that exist in the system, specifically the court aspect. When I told my family that I wanted to be a criminal justice major, my father told me outright that I could not be a police officer or work in corrections, so law school was the only option, but I morphed that expectation into my own with the desire to become a civil rights attorney. Moreover, I have always been interested in politics and political movements that involved civil rights and human rights.
If I could travel to any year, I would travel to the year 2012. I would meet Chief Petty Officer Chris Kyle, the famous American sniper. I chose him because I want to go into the Navy Sea, Air, and Land (SEALs) special operations force, because he was a great person on the battlefield, and because he was a great person off the battlefield. Chris Kyle is one of the most renowned military snipers. He started his life on April 8, 1974, in Odessa, Texas.
Eight years ago I walked into a Navy recruiter's office and said, " If I join today, when is the soonest I can go to boot camp? " I did not know what to expect. However I was sure of one thing, and that was that I wanted to join the United States Navy. As those eight years ensued, the Navy began to mold me physically and mentally. Some of the changes I underwent were positive, and others were rather uncouth.
Eventually, I realized I wanted to be as passionate about my career as my mother was in her role as a school counselor. On the other hand, I was certain that I was not going to be a school counselor like my mother because
