I remember it like yesterday. It was the day my life changed forever. I was 22 years old. I had just gotten home from work. I still lived with my mother. It was just her and I. When I got home she wasn't there, and there was no food cooked on the stove. I figured she must of had a date, so I made myself some beef stew in a can and turned on Thursday night Smackdown. I couldn't wait to see my uncle Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson wrestle. It was 7:45 which ment I had fifteen minutes until Smackdown started. As soon as I took the first bite, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door to find myself face to face with two officers.
"Good evening Mam. Are you Ms. Candance Johnson?" The older looking cop asked.
"Yes I am. What can I do for you officers?" I asked.
"Mam, I'm sorry. There is no easy way to say this..." The younger one said.
"Is it my mom? Is she ok? Where is my Mother?" I started to panic even before they said anything more.
"Mam, I'm sorry, there was an accident. Your mother's car flipped over into the pond on Chestnut way. She died instantly," the older officer said. Chestnut way was a road only five minutes from the house. It had nasty curves, and there was always a lot of accidents on that road.
"NO!!!!!" I screamed and broke into tears. The officers tried to comfort me, but I just pushed them away.
"I know this is hard. And I'm sorry to put anything else upon you, but we need you to come in and claim the body. If you would like, it might be easier if you have a friend come with you," the younger cop said.
"Let me call my uncle. C'mon in," I sobbed. They came in and sat on the couch. Since it was Thursday night, I knew my uncle Dwayne should be home. The Smackdown tapings were on Tuesday,and he was home in Florida on Wednesdays and Thurdays. He lived only ten minutes from me. I picked up the phone and called Dwayne.
"Hello," he answered.
"Uncle Dwayne, there's been an accident," I cried into the phone.
"Candy, honey, what happened?"
"Mom... accident....dead..." was all I could get out.
"Where are you now sweetie?"
"Home."
"I'm on my way." He hung up. I hung up the phone and cried even harder. I couldn't believe what was happening. My mom was all I had besides uncle Dwayne, his wife, and his baby girl. I never did know my father. My mother never told me much about him.
The rest of the night is still a big blur. I know we went to identify the body, and then Dwayne took me back to his house since I didn't want to be home alone. I didn't sleep at all. Neither did Dwayne. My mom had been his big sister, but he had always been protective of her. And that night he was trying to protect me. We just sat together crying all night. He called his boss Vince McMahon to get the weekend off so that he could help me make arrangements and everything else that needed to be done.
That night my life changed drastically. I couldn't stand being in my mother's house alone anymore. It just felt too big. So I sold the house, and moved in with uncle Dwayne. I had always been a big wrestling fan, and had even trained for a while with the help of uncle Dwayne. Since I was taking mom's death so hard, Dwayne made arrangements so that I could travel with him in the WWE for a while. I knew most of the other wrestlers since many times I had traveled with Dwayne during summer vacations for a few weeks.
I arrived with him at the Smackdown house show on Monday night. The show was in Providence, Rhode Island. When we got there, a lot of the other superstars came over to Rock to offer thier condolences. When they saw me, they all said hi, and asked me what had been going on since they last saw me.
"Candy, I have to go find Kurt and work out our match for tonight. Will you be all set?" Dwayne asked me. I was talking with Matt Hardy.
"Yeah uncle Dwayne. I'll be fine. I'll meet you in your locker room later. I'm just gonna catch up with some old friends." I answered.
"Ok. Just be careful." He walked away and Matt and I continued to talk.
"So are you and Amy married yet?" I asked him. Amy, also known as Lita, was both his onscreen and his offscreen girlfriend.
"No, actually we broke up." He looked kind of sad.
"I'm sorry." Before he could answer Paul Heyman walked over to us.
"Well, Well, Well. If it isn't Ms. Johnson," Paul said.
"And if it isn't the fat walrus," I responded. The two of us just didn't get along. He once made a pass at me and I beat him up. He hasn't liked me since.
"Boy, and I can see you're still as cleaver with thoes comebacks."
"What do you want Paul?" Matt had left.
" I want to introduce you to my new friend, Brock Lesnar." Brock appeared behind him. He looked even better in person than he did on screen. He appeared from behind Paul looking mad, but then his face softened as he looked at me. "Candance, this is Brock. Brock this is Dwayne's neice Candance."
He shook my hand and smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Thank you. Its nice to meet you too," I said.
"No, Brock cut the nice crap and be the normal Brock," Paul said.
"Candy, I need you to come here. Stephanie and Vince have an idea they want to throw your way," Dwayne said coming over to me.
"Ok, It was nice meeting you Brock. Bye Paul." I followed Dwayne.
"What was that all about?" Dwayne asked me.
"Nothing. So what do Steph and Vince want me for?"
"Well, let's let them tell you themselves because here they are now." I looked up to see Stephanie and Vince McMahon approaching.
"Hey, it is true. How are you miss Candy?" Vince said.
"Candy. Long time no see," Steph and I hugged. We were bestfriends.
"Hi Vince, Hi Stepanie. So uncle Dwayne said you guys wanted to talk to me. What's up?"
"Well Candance, Dwayne was telling us that you wanted to tour with us for a while. So Stephanie had a brilliant idea. Would you like to join the WWE as both a wrestler and a valet?"
"Are you serious? You want me to join the WWE? Yes! Draw up the papers and I'll sign them right away."
"Ok. Why don't you to come with me to my office and we'll work out the specifics," Vince said. I followed him.
35 minutes later, I had signed and was then a WWE diva. Stephanie and the rest of the writers decided they would debut me at the Smackdown tapings the next night as Brock Lesnar's new manager. When Stephanie told Brock and Paul the idea Brock loved it, but Paul hated it. I would have too if I was in his place, since Brock's picking me up ment he was dropping Paul.
"Good evening Mam. Are you Ms. Candance Johnson?" The older looking cop asked.
"Yes I am. What can I do for you officers?" I asked.
"Mam, I'm sorry. There is no easy way to say this..." The younger one said.
"Is it my mom? Is she ok? Where is my Mother?" I started to panic even before they said anything more.
"Mam, I'm sorry, there was an accident. Your mother's car flipped over into the pond on Chestnut way. She died instantly," the older officer said. Chestnut way was a road only five minutes from the house. It had nasty curves, and there was always a lot of accidents on that road.
"NO!!!!!" I screamed and broke into tears. The officers tried to comfort me, but I just pushed them away.
"I know this is hard. And I'm sorry to put anything else upon you, but we need you to come in and claim the body. If you would like, it might be easier if you have a friend come with you," the younger cop said.
"Let me call my uncle. C'mon in," I sobbed. They came in and sat on the couch. Since it was Thursday night, I knew my uncle Dwayne should be home. The Smackdown tapings were on Tuesday,and he was home in Florida on Wednesdays and Thurdays. He lived only ten minutes from me. I picked up the phone and called Dwayne.
"Hello," he answered.
"Uncle Dwayne, there's been an accident," I cried into the phone.
"Candy, honey, what happened?"
"Mom... accident....dead..." was all I could get out.
"Where are you now sweetie?"
"Home."
"I'm on my way." He hung up. I hung up the phone and cried even harder. I couldn't believe what was happening. My mom was all I had besides uncle Dwayne, his wife, and his baby girl. I never did know my father. My mother never told me much about him.
The rest of the night is still a big blur. I know we went to identify the body, and then Dwayne took me back to his house since I didn't want to be home alone. I didn't sleep at all. Neither did Dwayne. My mom had been his big sister, but he had always been protective of her. And that night he was trying to protect me. We just sat together crying all night. He called his boss Vince McMahon to get the weekend off so that he could help me make arrangements and everything else that needed to be done.
That night my life changed drastically. I couldn't stand being in my mother's house alone anymore. It just felt too big. So I sold the house, and moved in with uncle Dwayne. I had always been a big wrestling fan, and had even trained for a while with the help of uncle Dwayne. Since I was taking mom's death so hard, Dwayne made arrangements so that I could travel with him in the WWE for a while. I knew most of the other wrestlers since many times I had traveled with Dwayne during summer vacations for a few weeks.
I arrived with him at the Smackdown house show on Monday night. The show was in Providence, Rhode Island. When we got there, a lot of the other superstars came over to Rock to offer thier condolences. When they saw me, they all said hi, and asked me what had been going on since they last saw me.
"Candy, I have to go find Kurt and work out our match for tonight. Will you be all set?" Dwayne asked me. I was talking with Matt Hardy.
"Yeah uncle Dwayne. I'll be fine. I'll meet you in your locker room later. I'm just gonna catch up with some old friends." I answered.
"Ok. Just be careful." He walked away and Matt and I continued to talk.
"So are you and Amy married yet?" I asked him. Amy, also known as Lita, was both his onscreen and his offscreen girlfriend.
"No, actually we broke up." He looked kind of sad.
"I'm sorry." Before he could answer Paul Heyman walked over to us.
"Well, Well, Well. If it isn't Ms. Johnson," Paul said.
"And if it isn't the fat walrus," I responded. The two of us just didn't get along. He once made a pass at me and I beat him up. He hasn't liked me since.
"Boy, and I can see you're still as cleaver with thoes comebacks."
"What do you want Paul?" Matt had left.
" I want to introduce you to my new friend, Brock Lesnar." Brock appeared behind him. He looked even better in person than he did on screen. He appeared from behind Paul looking mad, but then his face softened as he looked at me. "Candance, this is Brock. Brock this is Dwayne's neice Candance."
He shook my hand and smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Thank you. Its nice to meet you too," I said.
"No, Brock cut the nice crap and be the normal Brock," Paul said.
"Candy, I need you to come here. Stephanie and Vince have an idea they want to throw your way," Dwayne said coming over to me.
"Ok, It was nice meeting you Brock. Bye Paul." I followed Dwayne.
"What was that all about?" Dwayne asked me.
"Nothing. So what do Steph and Vince want me for?"
"Well, let's let them tell you themselves because here they are now." I looked up to see Stephanie and Vince McMahon approaching.
"Hey, it is true. How are you miss Candy?" Vince said.
"Candy. Long time no see," Steph and I hugged. We were bestfriends.
"Hi Vince, Hi Stepanie. So uncle Dwayne said you guys wanted to talk to me. What's up?"
"Well Candance, Dwayne was telling us that you wanted to tour with us for a while. So Stephanie had a brilliant idea. Would you like to join the WWE as both a wrestler and a valet?"
"Are you serious? You want me to join the WWE? Yes! Draw up the papers and I'll sign them right away."
"Ok. Why don't you to come with me to my office and we'll work out the specifics," Vince said. I followed him.
35 minutes later, I had signed and was then a WWE diva. Stephanie and the rest of the writers decided they would debut me at the Smackdown tapings the next night as Brock Lesnar's new manager. When Stephanie told Brock and Paul the idea Brock loved it, but Paul hated it. I would have too if I was in his place, since Brock's picking me up ment he was dropping Paul.