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- I was born in Tucson, Arizona and since I was a little boy I was always fascinated by the police duties. I loved calling my friends over to watch police movie and in my free time, I was reading detective and police books as they were fascinating me by keeping me in suspense all the time because you don't know what is going to happen next. I started to document about the police cruisers and their equipment like weaponry, technology and so on. I was eleven when we moved out to Rock Hill, a small city in South Carolina. Three years after we moved out, my mother deceased because of lung cancer as she was smoking a lot.
- I kept going to the local school in my city, and eventually, in 2006 I and my dad moved to Miami, where I went to the Miami Dade College. I was studying so hard to be able to pass the final exam with the highest mark I could and to prove my mother that she was wrong the whole time, telling me I will never achieve anything in life and become a drug addict. When I was not going to school or studying I was working by the hour as a janitor in a local burger shop in order to get some money. After many years of studying and work done, I managed to get a B+. I was sure that my mother would have been proud of me, and she would have realized that she was wrong the whole time but she wasn't there.
- After the graduation, I got a job in a supermarket not too far away from my house and I was really happy to work there as my workmates were friendly and I was getting a pretty good paycheck. One day, not even 10 minutes after I arrived at the supermarket I got a call from the local police department regarding some recent shots fired in my neighborhood. They said that the victim is my father and he is at the morgue. I buried him, sold his car and moved to Red County, Los Santos, promising to myself to become a law enforcement officer so no one will ever have to go through what I went.
- As I loved the officer duties from a young age, and as my dad was shot by some drunk kids, I decided to apply to San Andreas County Sherrif's Office, just to try and make the city a safer place, where there will be fewer criminals roaming on the street, and fewer families torn apart.
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