Shelly, cried as she wiped her eyes and the tears would not stop running. " Why? I cannot understand was that I was born in the wrong time or is that no matter what time I would have been born I would not fit. Am I that square peg in a round hole?" Shelley gazed at the news media shaken by the stories that are being shown on the television. I believe for Shelley it all becoming too much for her nature was to love and she loved deeply. She could not understand how a world of people in a time when civilization should be at its' highest elevation that humanity would allow such heinous acts and lies to continue to happen under the guise of lying to themselves or at least to others that awful things continue to happen to good people.
As Shelley begin to pray, she became confused, wondering if she was praying for the right things and the right people. Those who should be the most upstanding seem to be letting everyone down as they paint themselves holier than thou. As she sat back and said nothing about the injustices she seen happening, she had to ask her self was she any different from those she was calling criminals. As she looked at her badge and wondered what it really stood for in her country. Australia, as taught by history a place where Brittain once sent their criminals are now suffering with those who are to uphold the words serve our community to the best of your ability and to protect those who are being killed or victimized by those who seem not to have a conscious or no ethical code. She cried her hardest when she searched self and found she would never be a super heroe, never to be able to gain the trust of people not even a little child because they were taught be not trusting, relatives who had been victimized by those who like herself were taught to uphold the laws. Be moral and ethical, when you sit in church put our heart in not the will of God. She found self not doing what she was told to do by the Lord.
Shelly, received a phone call from her best friend and shared her emotional questions with her buddy, Rhonda. But Rhonda an air head only thinking about the next designer dress, she would where and what was the lastest shoes produced by Capagallo. She thought her friend was just in a slump and that this sniveling and whining about the responsibilities in life would stop. Feeling she was letting everyone down. Shelly knowing that Rhonda was never a good listener and also jealous, never heard a single word. Shelly gave a lot of thought that she had not only taken her oath to serve the community, she had also taken this oath before God. In her heart she knew that God had put her on the road to this mission to become a sheriff and comitted to the church. She turned her televison as high as the volume would go. She loaded her thirty eight pistol and stated, "Will God forgive me for watching innocent people be murdered in the streets knowng I was to protect them, what is worse mrder or suicide?" Shelly put the gun to her head and pulled the trigger. The blood splatter and the angle the bullet entered her head supported it was a suicide. By the time Rhonda, thought Shelly, seemed a little stranger than usual. She seemed more depressed than maybe she had taken notice. She decide to go to her apartment, when she ring the door bell and there was no response. She knew where Shelly kept her extra key. Rhonda opened the door and walked inside and seen her best friend laying in a pool of blood next to the phone. She screamed the loudest shrill you could feel her gut wrenching pain. It was so loud the neighbors could hear her grief and struggle.
Sometimes people are begging for help because they do not have the guts to say or do what is right in their heart. There become some mixed in emotions that reality disappears into the lies that they are told to live whether openly or secretly. Maybe Shelly's death will touch those around her that feel the same way. Many have allowed fear to take them over. The very thing Shelly was afraid of losing she lost, she lost the fear and did it to herself.