My sister picked me up from school today which is very odd. She is usually at the library studying like she always does or working. Normally my mother picks me up and takes me to get some ice cream, if I was good in school. Today I was on my best behavior. I couldn't wait to tell my Mom the good news and then tell my Dad about it when he gets home from work.
My Dad is a police captain in Megacity. He has been an officer all his life, and even though I am only 5, I want to be an officer as well. He works long hours and recently he has been working on a case that takes up all his time. I ask him why he has to be away and not at home playing with me, and he tells me, "Son I have to protect us from the terrorists." Being 5, I have no concept of what a terrorist is, but I knew it had my father worried. My father told me that there is a local gang network operating in his precent. They have never had much problems with them before, but a war has seemed to break out with a new group operating in the same area.
My Dad said that the federal agents have taken control of the case because this new gang is actually international terrorists who are wanted for murder, conspiracy, espionage, and a whole list of stuff I do not understand. My father said that he saw these criminals do things that do not seem humanly possible, like out of an old school karate flick. I love watching those karate movies, where the guys can do flips, jump on top of roofs, and walk on water. I especially like the older movies that were not translated into English. It is funny watching their mouths move.
"Cammy why are you picking me up, where is mommy?" My sister looked horrible and I can tell something was wrong. She did not answer me she just said, "Get your book bag, we have to go now!" She grabbed me by my arm and nearly dragged me to her car.
My sister is a very beautiful woman. Her real name is Camara which means "teacher." She acts much older than her age. She just turned 16 but she graduated from Mega city University with a 4.0 at the age of 15. She hangs out with strange people who are all into computers. She is considered a genius and her IQ level is up there with Einstein. I admire her, but she is no fun. She never wants to play with me. She is always telling me how to act, and that school is important, but I just want to play. She is way too serious. A top notch computer firm hired Cammy right after graduation, but they had to work out a deal with our parents, because she is under age. The funny thing is she makes more money than our Dad, but she has to live at home and the corporation is paying for her continued studies. She always says that she cannot wait to turn 18.
While we are in the car, Cammy still has not said anything. Her cell phone rings, "Hi mommy, I just picked up Satta and we are on our way right now." My name is Sattakan, but everyone calls me Satta. "Where are we going Cammy," I ask my sister. "We are going to the hospital, daddy was hurt." I did not know what to say, so I just sat there.
When we arrived at the hospital I overheard the doctor telling my mom that they do not think Dad will make it through the night. "You and your family may spend a little time with him Mrs. Ivey. He is conscious," said the doctor. We walked into the room and dad looked fine. The doctor said he had internal bleeding that couldn't be stopped. My dad smiled when he saw us. My Mom started crying uncontrollably. I said, "Dad! Get up, let's go home!" He just smiled and said, "Satta, daddy will not be able to go home with you today. I will always be with you and I love you." I said, "Daddy what happened?" He said, "I tried to stop the terrorists. They were shooting at the federal agents and I returned fire. They were just too fast and I was hit." My sister said, "Daddy, why did you try to stop them if the federal agents were there?" Dad said, "Because it was the right thing to do and innocent people could have gotten shot." Cammy said, "Dad did any of the federal agents get hurt?" "No, but the terrorists got away." My mom grabbed my dad and she just kept whispering, "Don't leave me, I cannot live without you." My father started to shake uncontrollably and all the buzzers started going off. They were very loud and all these people came running in, and they rushed us out. My dad died that night and nothing was the same ever again.
My Dad is a police captain in Megacity. He has been an officer all his life, and even though I am only 5, I want to be an officer as well. He works long hours and recently he has been working on a case that takes up all his time. I ask him why he has to be away and not at home playing with me, and he tells me, "Son I have to protect us from the terrorists." Being 5, I have no concept of what a terrorist is, but I knew it had my father worried. My father told me that there is a local gang network operating in his precent. They have never had much problems with them before, but a war has seemed to break out with a new group operating in the same area.
My Dad said that the federal agents have taken control of the case because this new gang is actually international terrorists who are wanted for murder, conspiracy, espionage, and a whole list of stuff I do not understand. My father said that he saw these criminals do things that do not seem humanly possible, like out of an old school karate flick. I love watching those karate movies, where the guys can do flips, jump on top of roofs, and walk on water. I especially like the older movies that were not translated into English. It is funny watching their mouths move.
"Cammy why are you picking me up, where is mommy?" My sister looked horrible and I can tell something was wrong. She did not answer me she just said, "Get your book bag, we have to go now!" She grabbed me by my arm and nearly dragged me to her car.
My sister is a very beautiful woman. Her real name is Camara which means "teacher." She acts much older than her age. She just turned 16 but she graduated from Mega city University with a 4.0 at the age of 15. She hangs out with strange people who are all into computers. She is considered a genius and her IQ level is up there with Einstein. I admire her, but she is no fun. She never wants to play with me. She is always telling me how to act, and that school is important, but I just want to play. She is way too serious. A top notch computer firm hired Cammy right after graduation, but they had to work out a deal with our parents, because she is under age. The funny thing is she makes more money than our Dad, but she has to live at home and the corporation is paying for her continued studies. She always says that she cannot wait to turn 18.
While we are in the car, Cammy still has not said anything. Her cell phone rings, "Hi mommy, I just picked up Satta and we are on our way right now." My name is Sattakan, but everyone calls me Satta. "Where are we going Cammy," I ask my sister. "We are going to the hospital, daddy was hurt." I did not know what to say, so I just sat there.
When we arrived at the hospital I overheard the doctor telling my mom that they do not think Dad will make it through the night. "You and your family may spend a little time with him Mrs. Ivey. He is conscious," said the doctor. We walked into the room and dad looked fine. The doctor said he had internal bleeding that couldn't be stopped. My dad smiled when he saw us. My Mom started crying uncontrollably. I said, "Dad! Get up, let's go home!" He just smiled and said, "Satta, daddy will not be able to go home with you today. I will always be with you and I love you." I said, "Daddy what happened?" He said, "I tried to stop the terrorists. They were shooting at the federal agents and I returned fire. They were just too fast and I was hit." My sister said, "Daddy, why did you try to stop them if the federal agents were there?" Dad said, "Because it was the right thing to do and innocent people could have gotten shot." Cammy said, "Dad did any of the federal agents get hurt?" "No, but the terrorists got away." My mom grabbed my dad and she just kept whispering, "Don't leave me, I cannot live without you." My father started to shake uncontrollably and all the buzzers started going off. They were very loud and all these people came running in, and they rushed us out. My dad died that night and nothing was the same ever again.
