As a younger kid, i didn’t have a phone, one day after school i decided to go to my friends house downtown Poco, i spent about 3 hours there. My parents didn’t know where i was and worried since i was in the 4th grade. As i left and started walking home, a police officer shouted at me and asked who i was. So i continued to answer and he told me to get in the car, i was afraid of the thought of being put in jail or having my freedom taken away. I didn’t know what was going on, after i had a quick talk with him, i understood what was going on and i learned a lot about police officers. And that was the day i got my first phone.

Since this day, every time i see a police car i will always remember this day. I haven’t had any fear of police officers now, nor have i really. My fear was more or less of just the thought of being in prison with no freedom being locked up.