This sucks. It really does. I mean, my life as a paramedic is over. Just cause one girl decided to tell a lie. Does she know that she ruined my life? What makes it worse is that everyone believes I did it, even Doc, the one person who I believe would stick by me through thick and thin. The only person who has given me the benefit of the doubt from the beginning was Davis. Davis is a great guy, he sees the best in everyone. I mean, look at the lengths he went to help Sully. I thought Sully was beyond anyone's help, but Davis thought different.

I'm now stuck waiting tables. How embarrassing. I can't put 110% into this job cause Its just not my passion. My passion is being a paramedic, but that life is over. Now I'm barely making ends meat in a low-paying restaurant. Not to mention that I come home smelling like hamburgers and various other foods.

God, even being the dishwasher at the 55 was better than this. At least I was able to watch the action, the calls being made, and I was able to get lost in the many daydreams of what it would be like answering the call.

But hey, if its easier to get rid of me than having the family sue or press charges whatever they were going to do, then I guess I have to make do with what I have. Look at it this way, I won't be in as much danger. I'm still having nightmares from when that idiot opened fire in the bus. I'm better off this way.
Sigh.
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Authors note: This idea just came to me. I'm wondering if I should continue or not, your thoughts is appreciated!