Probation Officer Narrative Report

I have returned home to finish out my probation. I am required to check in with my probation officer, Mr. Edwards, everyday so he can drug test me and keep tabs on my now extremely boring life. The other day I was down town when I ran into Tina. She ran up and hugged me, I tensed up and didn’t hug her back because I was extremely uncomfortable and still wasn’t too fond of her. She told me she was very happy to see I was free of that hell hole and apologized for helping Kyle put me there. Supposedly the whole thing was his idea, what a jerk! She asked me if I have time to eat lunch with her, a no was simmering on my lips when she volunteered to pay so I agreed. Luckily, there was a pizza spot on the corner so we just cruised into there. We ordered
She put an advertisement out on him online, warning other women not to sleep with him unprotected and if they do to tell the police. She had an abortion because she refused to bring a child into this world that already had a target on his back but went to the abortion queen instead of the abortion clinic and she removed her uterus so she cannot be pregnant again and now, she was the only one dealing with the fact she had HIV. Our pizza arrived, unfortunately, piping hot so now I must wait for it to cool before devouring it. I used my plate to fan the pizza to speed up the cooling process. She was now sobbing and asking God why did it have to be her to go through such a trauma in only a matter of months. She claimed she was so happy before meeting Kyle. The pizza is finally cool and I shove four slices back to back down my throat and gulp down my last bit of lemonade. She watches me wondering what I’m doing. I look her square in the eyes and tell her what she is going through it called karma then thanked her for the pizza, gather my things and left. Well, mom I must go. A huge designer chose me to model his clothes in a New York fashion week