Imagine getting a call in your police cruiser and showing up to the scene of an incident and realizing one of your loved ones is involved. Sounds like a scene in a movie that is too crazy to be real, but that is exactly what happened to these officers below.

1. Lots of surprised looks

A call comes down to reports of a burglary and I freeze as it’s my neighbor’s address. We arrive and speak to the family, a young Muslim couple who have just gotten married a few days ago and they looked more surprised to see me than I them. They heard noises and came downstairs to find someone in a mask rooting through drawers, who scampered out the back door when spotted. At around this time the door knocked, and it’s my girlfriend (again surprised to see me) who says there’s someone in our garden. My garden at the time was pretty secure. Unless you can scale walls you aren’t getting out. My colleague goes in through the front door whilst I jump over the wall from the neighbors and immediately get jumped by someone. They were pretty weak and I easily overpower them as my colleague arrives baton drawn. After arresting and cuffing we get the lights on and I find it’s someone I’ve been friends with since school who we had just had over for dinner a few nights ago. Turns out he knew that our neighbors had gotten married and had planned to burgle them for their jewelry and wedding gifts.

2. Sometimes things can get out of hand

Two years ago I stopped by my parent’s house while on duty to have a cup of coffee with my father. When I got there I heard screaming from the backyard and went out to see what was going on. I saw that my sister had my mother pinned to the ground and was kicking her violently, multiple times, while screaming and swearing at the top of her lungs. I tackled her to stop the attack and she began to punch and kick me too. The neighbors had come outside to see what was going on and my sister would not calm down. My mother was badly injured and it took my father and me both to get my sister under control She was biting, clawing, kicking, and tried to gauge out my eyes. I had no choice but to disengage and use pepper spray in an attempt to subdue her. It worked and we finally got her under control. I called for an ambulance to evaluate my mother and my sister was transported to the station by another officer. The story, I found out later, was that my mother had found methamphetamine in my sister’s car and when she confronted her about it my sister lost it and attacked her.

3. Emotions get involved

The call came in about a shooting, I was about a mile away tops so I was first on the scene by a lot. I head in side, check the bedrooms and find two men dead from shotgun wounds. I knew them. Family friends from growing up. Good people, but s@#& heads. Always getting into trouble, never big things. Just drugs here, public intoxication there. What got me, though, was I had seen their older sister earlier when I pulled over her friend. It’s just weird how you can see someone and talk about the family quick and a few hours later know that she’s about to find out how much she’s just lost. I check, find the back door ajar and head out. I get a call saying that the shooter was still in the neighborhood as someone just reported him. Not a block away within the last 2-3 minutes. Going through the backyards and across alleys, other officers are now in the area and we’re hunting him. I see movement. It’s him. It’s the guy. The shooter. No weapon to be seen, thankfully. I got him in my sights, yell to him to stop where he is. Thank f@&%ing God he does. Pistol still drawn on him, I get him on the ground, cuff him, and think for a moment, “Shoot him, he f*$#ing deserves it.” Another officer is now on the scene with me, gets me off the shooter’s back and pushes me aside. I sit down next to his cruiser and cry.

4. Can have professional repercussions

I, personally, was told to handle a domestic violence issue involving a female friend of mine and her significant other. I contacted the sergeant and told him of my concern toward a possible conflict of interest. He advised me that if I was not sexually involved, wasn’t trying to be sexually involved and had never been sexually involved with the friend, I was to handle the incident myself. It ultimately led to my termination from the agency and black balling within the law enforcement community. I was investigated for all kinds of things included untruthfulness (for not specifying the depth of my friendship with the victim, because “friend” wasn’t enough) and falsifying reports (found to be untrue). And, since I submitted my text messages from the victim as evidence to support my statements, the timing of them was called into question. The fact I was on duty, in my patrol car, in motion, was held against me. They made a huge issue that she had been to my house for a social gathering in the past, and I didn’t disclose that (still no sex, I promise). Ultimately, my commanding officer claimed I failed to provide him with enough information to establish conflict of interest. And that if he “had known” he wouldn’t have had me handle the call. I felt “friends” coupled with me clearly stating I felt it was a conflict of interest, was enough to go on.

5. Show a little favoritism

Pulled my mom over on the side of a busy highway. She totally did not know it was me and I let her go with a hug.

6. Hard to put that life beyond you

I work as a crime analyst for a police department, and it makes my parents and family friends insanely nervous. My dad and all his friends are involved with drugs back home - mostly pot, but some other stuff. Several of their friends died of overdoses before they turned 40. Getting into law enforcement has been quite a struggle for me. My family was not supportive at first because they were certain I would narc them out given the chance. Police Departments and other agencies often wouldn’t hire me after doing a background check on me and finding out I was affiliated with these people even though I never participated in anything.

7. It complicates feelings

When I was a freshman in high school we had an unusually aggressive group of seniors who would pick on us often. So out of the entire year there was ONE person who ever stuck up for me and I have always been thankful that one of their peers who was their size was willing to stand up to them. Anyway, flash-forward to my first week as a reserve police officer, we go to a call of someone drunk falling through the window of a business. Show up for my FIRST arrest and guess who? THE GUY! The one person who ever stuck up for me and I had no ability to help him because I was brand new and had no clout at the time. Worst part was when he was in cuffs and he looked at me and kept, “Really? Really?” I haven’t forgot that moment and it actually played a large part on how I treated people when I was an officer actually.

8. Sometimes they’re law enforcement themselves

Former federal agent. I had to arrest a former partner who I graduated the academy with. He was a good guy, was involved in a shooting and never recovered. Turned to alcohol, marriage went south, everything went down hill. After an incident where he started shooting out the windows on his house the local cops cordoned off the area and notified our agency. We talked him down and convinced him to come with us. Arrested him and we drove him to the local PD where they processed him. He was terminated and a senior agent was reprimanded for covering up a previous alcohol and firearms related incident.