Hello there folks. My name is Chief Strong, most people around town think I'm too old and boring to write a fantastic article for the ENC Gazette but I've proved them wrong. Thanks to Raseb's handy tips for writing, I've put out what I believe to be a pretty decent article. But listen to me, I talk too much when not on duty.
As some of you know, I'm the chief of police in Onett. We're the holder of the record for the most road blocks in a single city, although the citizens aren't so excited about our efforts to achieve that honor. In my years with the force I've seen many things that would turn your hair green and your teeth stand up. Whoops, but I'm sure they'll clean that up in editing.
In my first few months with the force I was selected for a special mission that could potentially provide improved safety for the entire town. The vehicles that drive about the town were not always as careful as they are now. While they now stop at a moments notice if someone steps in their path by accident, that wasn't always the case.
It was a warm sunny spring day, you could see flowers blooming and trees getting their leaves back. As I do everyday, I had stopped by the library, that day to take out a recently released book about Calculus. Even today I am an avid reader and always try to improve my working knowledge of many things. A young girl had been hit by a truck nearby and was bleeding fast. A buddy was waiting outside for me and was a witness to the events of that day.
The girl was young, probably seventeen or so. She was loosing so much blood that I feared she wouldn't make it. I remember thinking, "What a crime, not just the incompetence of the driver, but her life being stolen from her at such a young age". At that time I had a daughter, about two years of age. The hours after bringing her to the hospital I spent pacing in the waiting room thinking about what to tell her parents if she didn't make it. The words wouldn't come and I was sweating bullets thinking about it. The nurse came by every so often and didn't say anything, I was so preoccupied that I didn't notice her once. I'm sure she could tell exactly what I was thinking.
A few hours later the doctor came into the room. He stated proudly that the girl would live, suddenly his voice broke and he stated that although she was currently out of danger, she would need an emergency transfusion. Her blood type wasn't rare, but their supply of blood wouldn't arrive in time. Without haste I stated I would give her my blood. The nurse immediately began the necessary preparations. Within hours she was conscious. She really didn't know what was going on and I didn't have the heart to tell her. The doctor saw my hesitation and described the day's events. The girl turned to me and thanked me for my efforts. She really was a charming girl. Though truth be told, I told her to thank the efforts of the doctor more than to thank me.
The following day I was called in to see the Chief of Police. He had heard of the events of the day prior and wanted to thank me for my dedication to the safety of one of our citizens. He agreed with me that the trucks driving around town were dangerous and that something must be done to ensure the safety of our townspeople. Without haste he ordered I go on undercover patrol with the explicit mission to enforce all speed and pedestrian safety laws.
In the following weeks we caught many violators, some of which were repeat offenders. After weeks the unsafe drivers were removed from the roads and the townspeople felt much more at ease about getting around town. I made sure to let her know what good she brought about. I lost touch with her soon after that, I like to think that she has a loving family and is happy. The thought that I could have had a hand in saving her life makes me happy. It made me feel very happy that I decided to become a police officer.