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I’m sorry but what I am saying next is not a part of the story but it’s a part of me and I need to say this. When I became a police officer I was told by many older officers that in this career I have chosen I am going to see some things that are going to shock me. They said I might even have to take a life and I will even have to help people even when they refuse all help. Being a police officer is a hard job that changes your life. I was also told that the hardest things I would ever have to do his hold a fellow officer in my arms and watch him die. I might have never experience something like that yet but I know that wasn’t even close to what I went through. When I became a father I was told that the hardest thing is going to force a teenager in making the right choses in life when they refuse to lesson to what you have to say. None of that was even close to the hardest thing I had to do, because I had to hold my son in my arms and watch him die and noting can be harder than watching your own child die. He was shaking so much and he already lost too much blood I knew he only had minutes left to live. I wanted to be optimistic but I have seen this to many times, I knew survival was no longer an option for my son. I had to hold him in my arms and lie to his face. I had to look my son in the eyes and tell him a lie. I had to tell him not to worry, that everything is going to be okay when I already know fate. My son looked me in the eyes for one last time and he said “Dad I love you”. I notice speaking only caused him more pain so I told him “don’t say a word, I love you too son I love you too”. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream I wanted to go completely insane. I wanted to do so much but I couldn’t do any of that because it is my duty not as a police officer but as a father to be strong for my family. My son’s shaking eventually came to an end and his body went cold. I knew my son was dead and was gone from this world taken away from me at such a young age. In the end I held him in my arms tighter than ever, crying like a baby. I never cried that much in my entire life.

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I’m sorry but what I am saying next is not a part of the story but it’s a part of me and I need to say this. When I became a police officer I was told by many older officers that in this career I have chosen I am going to see some things that are going to shock me. They said I might even have to take a life and I will even have to help people even when they refuse all help. Being a police officer is a hard job that changes your life. I was also told that the hardest things I would ever have to do his hold a fellow officer in my arms and watch him die. I might have never experience something like that yet but I know that wasn’t even close to what I went through. When I became a father I was told that the hardest thing is going to force a teenager in making the right choses in life when they refuse to lesson to what you have to say. None of that was even close to the hardest thing I had to do, because I had to hold my son in my arms and watch him die and noting can be harder than watching your own child die. He was shaking so much and he already lost too much blood I knew he only had minutes left to live. I wanted to be optimistic but I have seen this to many times, I knew survival was no longer an option for my son. I had to hold him in my arms and lie to his face. I had to look my son in the eyes and tell him a lie. I had to tell him not to worry, that everything is going to be okay when I already know fate. My son looked me in the eyes for one last time and he said “Dad I love you”. I notice speaking only caused him more pain so I told him “don’t say a word, I love you too son I love you too”. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream I wanted to go completely insane. I wanted to do so much but I couldn’t do any of that because it is my duty not as a police officer but as a father to be strong for my family. My son’s shaking eventually came to an end and his body went cold. I knew my son was dead and was gone from this world taken away from me at such a young age. In the end I held him in my arms tighter than ever, crying like a baby. I never cried that much in my entire life.