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Law Officers Share The Weirdest And Most Disturbing Things They’ve Seen On The Force (Trigger Warning)
Only tough people can work in law enforcement – they have to be tough on the inside as well as on the outside. There are all sorts of traumatic things that police, FBI officers, and first responders see on a daily basis. In fact, research shows that police officers are exposed to 178 critical incidents on average throughout their careers.
But law enforcement officers also see some unexplainable things on the job. Some of them seem like they came straight from a horror movie or The X-Files. These bizarre stories come to you from one online thread, prompted by the question: "Police, FBI or other law officials, what's the weirdest unexplainable thing that you've encountered during your time on the force?" If you feel ready for some weirdness and body gore, proceed!
Trigger warning: some of the stories below may not be suitable for sensitive readers as they include violence and bloodshed.
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#1
This one time I went out on a call of a suspicious person at a house near where I was at. When I get there the guy tells me that someone knocked on his door and when he went to see who it was there was a woman standing in his driveway with some sort of child-sized doll with horns and it looked like all bloody and cut up. So he asked the woman, who was looking away from him, what she wanted. She turned around and told him "It needs food" then started screaming at the top of her lungs and ran at him, so like a normal human being he slammed the door in her face and called the cops. I get there and there are well-defined claw marks on his door, there's also a good bit of blood, I supposed from her fingers. So I call it out and start the search on foot, I also had 2 or 3 units driving around the area to see if they can't find this chick.
So I'm about a block away and we get another call that the woman is back at the guys house, but in the back yard. So I run about a block back to the guys house and bust in his back yard. The lights are out so I have my flashlight out and I'm looking around. I see the chick huddled in the corner next to a evil-looking doll thing and I ask her if she's ok. She doesn't say anything. About this time one of my mobile units came back to the house and parked his unit where the headlights were shining on her so we could see how scary this chick looked. she had long nappy black hair, her cloths were rags, she had no shoes, clearly homeless, and she kept whispering things to the doll.
So my buddy and I approached and tried talking to her and she just kept whispering to the doll, couldn't understand what the hell she was saying so we decided to drag her out of there. The second we put hands on this chick she went berserk. Punching, kicking, slapping, all kinds of stuff. So we're fighting with her trying to get her on the ground and she's not going down, this chick was strong as hell. Well in the fight she somehow got away from us and was sitting in a crouched position with her head tilted to the side and making the creepiest growl/snarling sound I've ever heard. Then she screams at the top of her lungs and charged at us. So, my buddy straight-jabbed her in the face and knocked her clean out. We cuffed her and hauled her off to the hospital where she tested positive for PCP and various opiates. She was charged with battery of a peace officer, resisting arrest, and trespassing.
Later she was institutionalized for some sort of mental disorder, not sure quite what it was my department didn't have anything more to do with her after her booking into the jail.
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#2
As I mentioned elsewhere my dad was a copper in the UK in the eighties.
A friend of my Dads (lets call him John) is sent out to investigate some suspicious activity in the Oxford area where he finds a house with a ladder against it, leading up to an ajar bedroom window.
Clearly a bit suspicious, but he can't see a van or any activity. He decides he had better investigate further.
So he proceeds to climb the ladder, remarking to himself how old and rickety it is.
As he reaches the top he briefly glimpses through the window a bedroom, with a cat sitting on the bed giving him a quizzical look.
I say 'briefly glimpses' because a second later there is a loud 'CRACK' as the rung he is standing on snaps cleanly through the middle. John plummets rapidly, each rung snapping cleanly as he hits them, like something out of a Looney Tunes cartoon. The sides of his hands gather a million splinters as they run down the sides of the ladder.
He hits the floor on his back and rolls away groaning, clutching his hands which are now 20% wood.
As he is laying there a car pulls up and a guy comes running over.
"What are you doing lying in my Garden mate? Are you alright?"
John slowly gets to his feet.
"I was checking your house, because there was a ladder going up to a window and someone reported it as suspicious!" John groaned.
"Oh no mate, that's just so my cat can get in, I haven't got a cat flap you see!" says the guy cheerfully.
"Are you not worried about getting burgled?" John whimpered.
"Nah" says the guy, "That's why I sawed half-way through each rung".
#3
My old man was a cop for 35 years. Over the years, I've heard a lot of funny stories. Not many W*F stories but I think he preferred to keep it light and fun.
A guy was threatening to jump off a tall apartment complex. My father was on the ground, blocking off traffic. Eventually, the guy jumped to his d***h. Commotion ensued and someone asked over the radio what happened. My father response was "He jumped. And what really s***s is the Russian judge only gave him a 9.5". A lot of people with scanners reported him. Result: Verbal Tongue Lashing
A woman pulled over to the side of the road, where he was working a detail. She asked him how she can get to Harvard. His response, "Study REAL hard!" He then laughed at his own joke (the norm) and walked away. She reported him. Result: Chief told him to "cut the s**t"
He got called to a report of two thieves stealing oriental rugs from a condo complex. He spotted two dudes running with the rug rolled up and on each of their shoulders. I guess they ended up in a wooded area and he was out of breath. He yelled, "Please just f*****g stop. I'm going to have a heart attack!" The two guys stopped and quickly turned around towards him. He reached for his weapon and, wouldn't you know, it wasn't there. He came up with a handful of air. The two guys laughed and just ran off with no pursuit from the keystone cop.
Result: Spent 4 hours searching the woods for his gun. Finally found it suspended on a branch. This was before the days of safety holsters.
#4
Not my story, but a good friend of mine was the youngest recruit to pass police training etc. in the area for a long time. At 19, he was fresh onto the service. I went for a pint with him a week later and you could tell he'd 'seen things' so I asked him what it was like.
Within three days he'd been called to a house of an elderly man who hadn't been seen in a few days. They found the man hunched over in the cupboard under the stairs with his hoover in his hand, they reckon he bumped his head whilst about to do some housekeeping and died whilst unconscious. The body had been there a few days and stank, the head had also swollen up.
As for unexplainable weird s**t, he told me about this one where they were called to a domestic. They got to the house and opened the door, instantly a whole load of sewer rats (not pet rats) flooded out, and there was no one home. The lights were on, the TV was on (quiet), and the loud voices they heard arguing were just gone. The only life there were the rats that ran out of the house. They searched the house, every nook and cranny, and found no one. He and his partner for the evening stayed around a while and waited to see if anyone came home, but after a few hours no one came, the neighbours couldn't even explain it. So they left. A few minutes later they got called to the same address again by a different person stating there's a pretty heated domestic going on. This time they brought the dog squad to find people, but again, the house was deserted. He said the freakiest thing was that the toilet had blatantly just been flushed when they got there as the cistern was filling, and the kettle was now boiling. The dogs found nothing as well. To this day he doesn't know what the f**k went on.
#5
Nearly all of my family lives in a city of 500,000 in the Midwest. 7 of my family members are either firemen, EMTs, or police.
My dad was once called to an accident before people riding in the bed of trucks was illegal. A family was on their way back from swimming in a local river; mom and dad in the front of an S10 with three kids in the back.
The dad swerved to miss some animal and slammed on his breaks. Two children were thrown on the road and got a ton of skin peeled off. The third was pinned between the truck and a tree.
Dad was a firemen without his EMT at the time. He drove one of the firemen car things so he got there first. He had to stand and watch the kids writhe in agony while waiting for the ambulance.
He applied for EMT courses the next week.
#6
UK here. Not a policeman but my brother is and I heard this story from him (though it was all over the local news as well...just without the gore). He wasnt the attending officer on the case but arrived on the scene as the bodys where being moved. (I acctually passed the scene on my way to work the day it happened as well though at that time the wreck was being hauled away)...So..just the fine details are 3rd party in effect.
It's a rather gruesome story so..read at your own risk.
A few years back in our local town, a couple of joyriders had stolen a car. The police gave chase but had to pull back due to the speeds involved. (They got clocked at 130 miles per hour through a residential area). The obvious happened and about 3 miles from where the police fell back, they managed to hit a wall or lampost or something and k**l themselves instantly.
Upon arriving at the scene, the attending officer discovered the drivers lower legs and feet had been pushed up due to the impact and his shin bone had gone through is jaw and up through his skull. Apparently it looked like he had a foot attached to his chin. The passanger however looked untouched and seemed to be unconsious...untill they tried to move him and discovered most of the bones in his body had been shattered. He sort of....folded backwards when the officer tried to pull him out for first aid. He then started to..compress, squish and implode into himself in the car seat.
If you think thats horrid you should hear the s*****e stories. Especially the ones of people hanging themselves then not being discovered for a while. More than once I've heard of someones head popping off when they try to get the body down. The m****r stories however...I dont even want to think about those. I may not allways think the police are right in some of their actions...but I certainly respect the fact that they have to witness and deal with some awfull s**t.
#7
Not law enforcement, but similar job description. I was in Iraq on a route clearance team, meaning we drove around looking for bombs, hoping that we would deactivate them, or that they would blow up on us so that the regular units didn't get hit.
Well we were driving through an Iraqi police checkpoint, and the guard flagged us down to report that their counterparts down the road had found an IED, and if we could assist that would be fantastic. So we ventured on down, not expecting to find much (a lot of times we were stopped to "help" with military stuff but it turned out they just wanted MRE's or soda).
Well lo and behold, we come up to a group of Iraqi Police all standing on the edge of this canal embankment. It is a 15 foot drop down into the water. They have 40 foot electrical cable that they removed from the poles, and are tying to an Iraqi Policeman who is stripped naked down to his underwear.
Before we can intervene, this naked policeman scrambles down the side of the wall, into the canal, using the cable as support, and proceeds to get in the water. We edge closer, and the Iraqi Policeman apparently thought it would be a good idea to swim up to a propane IED that had fallen into the canal. We immediately got everyone back from the canal, and due to the language barrier, were unable to prevent him from tying this electrical cable onto the IED.
So we did what we thought was best, pulled up the IED, moved it to an isolated area, and blew it up. Luckily it did not go off on this guy.
But I'll never forget the day I came up to an almost naked policeman with electrical cable tied to his waist attempting to fish out an IED.
#8
Former firefighter/medic... Was called to a mobile home by the health department to find next of kin information for two morbidly obese men who had died within days of each other (father/son). I had to wear a hazmat suit to go into the trailer because of the amount of bug infestation.
First thing that became clear was that they had been too large to fit down the hall to the restroom...for many years. You could see "wear marks" on the wall but the hall had been overgrown by cobwebs. They each had a recliner which had a hole in the seat - which led to a hole in the floor of the trailer - for the purpose of relieving themselves without getting up.
During the search some strange things were found. One bedroom, which hadn't been accessed for many years, contained a meticulously cataloged collection of baseball cards from every player in modern history - and autographed. But here is the real killer: I opened the fridge for whatever reason and I found they had only 2 things in the house. Diet coke and sticks of butter. Tons of butter. The trash can was full of nothing but diet coke cans and wrappers from sticks of butter. I can only imagine they were eating butter and drinking diet coke. No wonder they both died.
#9
My grandpa was a big Irish cop who started his career in Minneapolis mid 1950's. He always has the best stories to tell, but the one unexplainable* one he tells me is that he got a call during Christmas eve to a house with 6 bodies in it. Being the first responder guy, he speeds his way there and gets to the house. He walks in, gun drawn only to find a family that looked like everybody had just had a long night and dozed off until he gets no response trying to wake them. He searches the rest of the house only to find a young teen girl in the bathtub with a single tear run down her cheek. Everybody seemed to have mysteriously d*e at once without any known cause and he never found out what it was.
He's got tons of stories, but apparently he's still afraid that all of the old gangsters would try to k**l him if he made his stories public.
*I keep on telling him that it was probably carbon monoxide poisoning, but he's old, crazy and just once wants a story like "they have in that x-files show".
#10
My dad's a dog-handler in the police and one New Year's Day they got a call saying "A guy's phoned in saying he has a koala in a tree in his back garden". We live in Northern Ireland... Koalas are not indigenous. Anyhow, my dad goes along with the dogs, figuring that the man was still drunk/high from a New Year's Eve party. My dad and his work partner arrived at the place and there was this guy who seemed totally sober and normal who led them to the back garden, where there was a big tree in which, sure enough, there's a creature sitting. Somehow they managed to get it in on of the dog cages from the police van (they're kitted out for about four dogs, and there were only two there at the time, so there were spare cages). Turns out it was actually a red panda who had escaped from the zoo and was just chilling around different gardens in the suburbs.
Probably not the weirdest thing he's seen but definitely the most unexpected. He also had to go out on a search through a forest by a big river in the dark after a guy who may or may not have been in possession of a machete. He said that was one of the scariest things that he had to do, because he had no idea whether he was about to get his head hacked off every time he passed a tree. The guy had already cut his friend's arm off then run away, so he was definitely capable of it. Turns out that he had ditched the machete in a field and then gone into a shop in the city covered in blood, and they called it in.
**Edit:** Just in case anyone's still coming and reading this - My dad had d***s and money search dogs for a while too (they could smell almost any quantity of any d**g they were trained to search for, as well as large sums of money like the ones d**g dealers/people traffickers could have). One of them got out of my dad's garden one day and, whilst usually they never went away from the house, he decided to take himself for a walk. He walked about a mile around the suburb that my dad lives in before coming to a main road. This particular dog had issues with buses, we think one might have crashed near him as a pup or something, but anyway this main road has big buses all the way along it and the dog gets scared. He managed to cross the road and ended up hiding in a bush on the other side of the road, where he was found by one of the other dog units who was out looking for him (when a policedog goes missing, it's a big deal, so my dad called it in as soon as he noticed and they had people out looking for him immediately as well as all the dog shelter people aware that if a big hulk of a german shepherd was found, he was trained to bite). Turns out the bush he hid in was right beside an ATM, so the story that went round the station wasn't that the dog had run away and got scared... it was that the dog had indicated on an ATM because of the cash inside. My dad preferred that version.
#11
That shot an emu statement made me think of something when I was in Iraq.
Backstory there was an abandoned private zoo near our headquarters. Somebody had previously released all the animals.
This was over the radio while I was on watch.
BlahBlah:HQ this is BlahBlah
BlahBlah:There is a bear approaching my position.
HQ:BlahBlah repeat last statement?
BlahBlah:(more emphatically)There is a BEAR approaching my position.
Load Bang heard from a distance
BlahBlah:Nevermind, the bear's d**d
Apparently it was a polar bear that had been released and was wandering around and came upon one of our soldiers as he was on perimeter duty. He let it come within 50 yards or somewhat, and then said f**k it, and shot it with his vehicle mounted .50 cal.
That was a W*F moment, a polar bear attack in Iraq.
#12
Two stories from a friend of mine that's a cop:
1) Dispatch get's a call from an older couple reporting there's a man standing in their backyard. It's later in the evening and obviously the older couple is freaked out a bit. Several officers show up including my friend and split into two groups heading around either side of the house. As they emerge in the backyard, guns drawn, they see the suspect and promptly order him to get on the f*****g ground, face first, hands behind his head. As they draw closer he's not responding and they realize he hasn't moved at all. Rewind 2 hours, the suspect had robbed a 7-11 or something like that down the road and taken off on foot. As he entered the neighborhood he tried to cut through this older couples backyard. When he went to hop the fence in the back he slipped and impaled himself on a fence post. He couldn't pull himself off it and his own body weight slowly drove him down the post. It had entered at his groin and went straight up the his shoulder. He was literally a human scarecrow.
2) I can't remember if it was neighbors or family members, but someone realized an older gentlemen wasn't following his normal routine and became a little worried for him. I think they checked his front door, which was locked, looked in the windows, called the phone, no sign of him. So after 3 or 4 days the police are called to check on him. My friend and another office arrive at his house and as the enter the backyard they discover the worst smell they had ever come upon. What had happened was the man took a dip in his hottub one night and promptly had a heart attack. His body decayed at a much faster rate in the hot water and turned into human soup.
#13
Well this will probably get buried, but what the hell. One of my teachers is a retired cop and has a bunch of stories. The most W*F one, was a call he got for a disturbance in a residential neighborhood. It was reported that someone had been throwing around frozen chickens.
He arrives on scene and sure enough, there are frozen chickens all over the lawn and surrounding area. Him and his partner check around the area but the chicken thrower is nowhere to be seen. Once they decide they're not going to find the guy, they start heading back to their cruiser when..*WHIF*..flying frozen chicken barely misses his head. He turns around and that's when he sees the suspect. Standing on the porch of one of the houses is a 300 pound woman, b**t naked, holding two frozen chickens. The woman screams incoherently while throwing the remaining birds and eventually runs into the house.
My teacher enters through the front door, while his partner goes around back to cut off any exits. He makes his way through the house clearing rooms, but the woman has disappeared. Just as he's passing by the bedroom, he gets tackled out of nowhere. The naked, linebacker sized woman throws him to the bed and he's trapped beneath her rolls. The woman yells "F**K ME! F**K ME!" while riding him like a bull. Now my teacher is fearing for his life. Not only is he being crushed by this walrus of a woman, but one of his arms is trapped and she can reach for his firearm at any moment.
Just then, his partner enters the room and freezes. He cannot believe what he's seeing. "GET HER THE F**K OFF OF ME!" My teacher screams. Holding back the laugher, his partner grabs the woman and they eventually are able to place her under arrest.
**TL;DR My retired cop teacher gets humped by an obese, naked, frozen chicken wielding woman and lives to tell the tale**.
#14
I was a customs officer for commercial goods, and I saw *alot* of s*x toys and bad p**n. The weirdest thing was when I spent a whole 2 days watching p**n to make sure it was legal. It was, but I would not have paid for any of it.
*Edit: On a lighter note, one of the more fun moments was when we were inspecting a crate of d**dos, and the d**dos were so huge they had a handle on them. My collegue and I took the opportunity to have a sausage fight. Those things hurt.
#15
I live in a fairly small town, my dad was a cop for 10 years or so, my aunt works in the ER going on 11 years now, & at the time of this story one of my best friend's brother-in-law was an EMT. They are all involved in this sick tale...
There was a call about a domestic dispute, then a 911 call from the same address from a woman who was just screaming & then cut-off. Of course they sent all available units immediately. After a few officers had showed up, they reported the situation back & the Chief decided no female officers or EMTs should be allowed near the scene. It turned out a Hispanic man was on d***s & had a freak out on his girlfriend, accusing her of cheating. He beat the s**t out of her, broke several bones.
He decided their 3 month old baby wasn't his, picked up the infant by his feet & gutted him with an box-cutter. When the cops showed up he was beating on his girlfriend with a kitchen utensil while she huddled over the baby trying to shield him with her own body.
They got him subdued, rushed the baby to the ER, tended to the wife in the ambulance out front, & sewed up several cuts of the man in the kitchen. The EMT tending to him was my friend's brother-in-law. The man was still high but coming down & saying a lot of disgusting things about his girlfriend, the EMT slammed his head into the refrigerator, warning him to stop talking. A sergeant was in the room, saw this & gave the EMT an approving nod.
A few minutes later, the sergeant got fed up with the man's clearly unapologetic words & said "Do you hear that woman crying? She trusted you to take care of you, loved you enough to give you a son & look what you've done to them! She didn't cheat, you never let her leave the house so how could she? That little boy is your son, you could have been a father to him & raised him to be a great man, now you've taken that child's life. That woman, who loved you so much is out there weeping because she has just lost her son & her boyfriend, don't you care at all?!", the man then said that if that baby didn't want him to k**l it then it should've died before it was born & that the woman deserved it because she was a "dumb b***h, cheating or not" & the sergeant shot the guy in the foot.
My father witnessed all of this & later had to testify. My aunt said in the ER the baby was laying there & his intestines were literally laying next to him on the gurney, outside his body. Every single person who worked on that baby requested therapy afterward. The mom had some pretty bad internal bleeding but my aunt said the most disturbing thing was hearing her scream for her baby. She said in all her years in the ER she's never heard anyone scream like that.
The mom & the baby actually both lived but the baby has some serious brain damage because he didn't get enough oxygen to the brain because of a punctured lung.
The man is in prison, I know he got d**g charges, weapons charges (un-registered guns were found in the home as well as more d***s), domestic battery, attempted m****r & a few others I'm not sure of. I do know he has no possibility of parole & a long sentence but I'm not sure how long the sentence turned out to be.
The sergeant & EMT were both fired, that was the hearing my dad had to testify in (among other officers & EMTs).
This is by far the best story any of them ever told me. It totally rocked the whole town, too.
#16
I posted this before about a story from my brother, but here goes:
Brother was a city cop in a pretty high crime city, and this is when he had just started. He was helping serve a no knock search warrant on a suspected m**h dealer's place. They busted in, the dealer's there with his girlfriend, but no real resistance. The dealer is cooperative with the search (apparently it wasn't his first time), even showing them where he hid his money and d***s so they wouldn't tear the place up. But at one point they find a safe, and ask him what's in it. He suddenly becomes very reluctant and evasive, saying he doesn't know, and that he forgot the code. My brother is confused, because this guy already knows he is going to jail for dealing m**h, so it would have to be something really bad, like maybe a m****r weapon or something. The guy won't give up the code and is stil acting like he doesn't know it. so finally they get a locksmith to get the safe open. And when they finally do, lo and behold:
Big
Black
D***o
The guy had just been caught dealing d***s, but he didn't want the cops to find his huge plastic dong he kept IN A SAFE. My brother was thoroughly confused by m**h heads after that.
Edit*: Two more. My brother once arrested a couple of people with interesting names. His favorite was a man named Dannyboy Sharky. Must have been black Irish. Runner up was Alpacino Scarface.
Last one: Back int he 80's my best friend's dad was taking him on a drive along. Only problem was, he worked in a pretty s****y part of the city, but it was daytime so he didn't think there would be any problems. As he was driving down the street, he sees a c*******d taking a dump between two cars. He pulls up next to the guy, points, and says 'That's why you do your homework, son'.
#17
Guy came into the jail on a DUI. Turned out it was like his 5th, so he wasn't getting out anytime soon. He was ok for a few days and then started getting DTs bad. After a few days of mental health and medical saying keep an eye on him, it's just DTs he started going really nuts. He only spoke in gibberish and not to real people. He would p**s, vomit and s**t everywhere, but the toilet. He refused to wear clothes and would m*****bate incessantly.
Despite our concerns that he may have serious mental issues and repeatedly trying to get him admitted to the state hospital, we kept hearing the same response. Keep an eye on him, it's just DTs, he'll get over it.
Finally my supervisor had enough and called this guys lawyer. She came down and we took her to the isolation cell. I opened the window on the door for her and she called out his name. Naked, covered in his own fluids and with a crazed look in his eye, he calmly picked up one of his t**ds and ate it like a Snickers bar before going back to m*****bating. His lawyer gasped in horror, turned to me and my supervisor and said, "I'll go talk to the judge right now". 2 hours later he was on a transport to the state mental hospital. I don't really understand the medical aspect, but apparently he was such an alcoholic that the withdrawal had done serious and permanent brain damage.
#18
UK Police officer here.
Unbroken pint glass up a**s.
Unbroken. Wide end first.
Got waved over by London Ambulance Service, asking us for help to move this guy onto a stretcher. So we carried him onto a stretcher, onto the ambulance, and went on our way.
That’s all I yam 3 hours ago
When I was at Hospital Corps school in the 70s, the instructor told us about the difficulty of trying to resolve this situation. He also told us about another situation where the object was a flashlight - that was turned on!
#19
My old roommate's dad was a former Naval Officer and then FBI agent. 20 years in the navy and 12-15 years or so in the FBI.
One of his strangest stories was from his FBI days. I'll paraphrase it below.
A kidnapping case, this girl disappeared from her grandparents RV sometime between like 5pm and midnight. They were up front, next thing they know, she's gone. She was supposed to be sleeping in the back. One stop at a rest stop, then they were in stop-and-go traffic so they figure she must have popped out the door at some point. This is near the California / Nevada border. So we meet them, talk to them, this is within about a day or so and the girl's still missing, no sign of her. She was 15.
Local PD theory is she ran off because she's 15 and wants to get away from her lame grandparents for the summer. But there's a busted window (glass inside the vehicle) so we're treating it like a possible kidnapped person.
After a few hours, there's a couple different theories on the case. One is that she ran off, another that she got snatched. Nobody's seen the girl in almost two days now, and disappearing in the desert for a young girl is tough.
Next thing you know, we get a phone call - naked girl, lost and confused, picked up by some trucker on a two-lane road out there called Nipton. Runs into I-15 between Barstow and Vegas somewhere. Right near the border. Matches our description. Me and three other guys head out there to meet with the Sheriff who's got her. Turns out she's our girl. She's fine. No r**e. No bruises. No exposure. Nothing. Completely healthy. Completely fine. Even cleaned like she took a shower. Won't tell us a d****d thing. Doesn't remember a d****d thing.
According to her, one minute she's in the RV, the next she's naked walking down the side of the road in 100 degree heat. We talked to her for two hours while her grandparents headed out to pick her up. We had our social services lady talk to her - nothing. I've seen people hiding things - she wasn't hiding anything. She honestly didn't remember.
Damndest thing. Anyway, girl was found, she was fine, so we turned it back over to Local PD to figure out what happened and determine if charges were pressed and all. I kept in touch with a guy I knew there because I was curious and we were in a fantasy football league. A few months later he tells me the parents sent the girl to a therapist to look for "repressed memories" to make sure she wasn't r***d or something. Therapist says she seems fine, but honestly has no recollection of her time at all, and doesn't think there's any point to delving much further since she has no symptoms and is largely more confused by the reaction than the event.
So to this day, we've got a busted RV window with glass on the inside, likely from a moving RV on a jampacked freeway, likely in broad or lightly fading sunlight, with zero witnesses. A 15 year old girl gets out, or is taken out, and is taken somewhere safe nearby for almost two days, and then is stripped naked without being touched s******y, cleaned up, and deposited on the side of a separate road a few miles away. She didn't have a d**g in her system that we could detect. She remembers nothing at all. Nobody knows what happened to her clothes or anything.
Been almost 20 years since this happened, and I can't figure out what the hell went on with that girl. Still bugs me at night that I have no way to explain it aside from "She lied the whole time", but I know liars, and I'd bet money she wasn't lying at all.
#20
That a 4 year old girl can keep a room immaculate - clean and tidy with books on her desk in a house where both her parents were hard core d**g users. The rest of the house had a patina of filth covering it, the front garden filled with c**p (both figuratively and literal human s**t) and scattered d**g paraphernalia throughout the property.
I'm a volunteer police officer in the UK, that was my 4th shift on duty. I threw up, cried, then went to the pub with my dad. He's been a copper over 35 years, will ask him if he has any stories.
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Emailed my dad to see if he had any and these were the ones he sent over
1)A couple of years into starting the job (mid-late 1970's) there was a fatality after someone jumped on the tracks by Battersea power station, he was sent on scene with a couple of other guys to pick up the body etc. It turns out that the impact of the train had decapitated the man, so they spent a couple of hours trying to find the head. My dad being the new guy got left out whilst the older guys went and had a brew up. He ended up finding the head and the only way to carry it by its hair. So he walked on foot, carrying the head by its hair, along the London streets to Belgravia police station.
2)He was policing a Chelsea football match in the early 1980's when he sees a group of lads moving through the crowds, so he heads in thinking its d***s. He collars the guy handing out the packages and feels one of the other chaps hit him twice in the back - knocking him to the ground. They scarper and he heads out to get the report issued over the radio, as hes walking up his Sarge says 'Refcon senior you feeling alright?' Turns out he hadnt been hit in the back but stabbed twice, and the blood was spreadinga cross the back of his jacket.
2nd Edit
Some musings he just sent me, I'm off from work to the pub now so will it here.
3)Back in the day he was on the Diplomatic Protection Group (DPG) when it started, but as they couldn't afford proper weapons they were issued with WW2 era Webley pistols from army stores. Except they weren't given holsters so they would wrap the pistol in plastic to keep it out of the rain then use string through their trouser belt staps to keep it on their hips. They were also short of ammo so when he guarded 10 Downing street the on duty coppers would have 2-3 rounds each expecting to go up against IRA who had AK-47s.
4)An Italian restaurant got taken over by some black power/yardie gang members with guns but the lost the key to the local stations gun cabinet. So the Super rang up his misses and got her to drive in from the countryside with his shotguns till proper police weapons could be brought in.
5)He was on shift as a Sgt in the 90's at night, on a really quiet night. About 2am someone pressed their radio button and says 'I'm bored', transmitting across the whole of the Met radio net. About 10 minutes later the same copper comes on and says 'Is anything happening, I'm so bloody bored'. After this 2nd message an inspect gets on the radio and says 'the officer transmitting, report your Warrent and shoulder number immediately'. To which the origional copper replies (all of this across the whole London Metropolitan Police Force radio) 'I said I was bored, not F*****g stupid!'
They bundle him into a car to drive him to the hospital, but as they aren't local lads they didn't know where the hospital was, so they drive around Fulham and Chelsea, till they see a lollypot lady and ask her for directions. They then drive to the wrong entrance in the hospital and end up taking my dad through the service exit and get lost trying to find the A&E, leaving him propped up against the wall in a corridor when they went to find a doctor.
#21
Not my story, but I'd like to share this one.
My mom used to do baby daycare in our house. It was awesome. The dad of one of the girls she took care of was a cop. He would usually pick his daughter up and talk a little with my mother. Being a cop he usually had some funny or interesting story to tell.
One day he looked pretty pale. Earlier that day he had to go to an accident. A biker had been speeding and was not wearing a helmet. He lost control and slammed against a street sign. His face hit the underside of the sign, but his body went under the sign. This result in the weight of his body dragging his face along the underside of the sign and peeling off his face...
Yeah, not a pretty sight.
#22
My buddy's a 911 dispatcher in Los Angeles. He said in his first few weeks on the job, some guy called and the conversation went like:
**Caller:** *Hi, I just walked outside to my apartment's parking lot and s**t fell on me and everything in the lot*
**Dispatcher:** *Okay, sir, are you speaking figuratively? What exactly fell?*
**Caller:** *I mean s**t, literally. It just fell on my and all of the cars. It came out of nowhere.*
My buddy immediately brought it up to his supervisor who couldn't believe it, and had never heard a story like that in her 20+ years of dispatching. After a bit of researching, they followed up with FAA to find that a plane in flight path of the apartment building was having issues with its toilets.
#23
My Mum's story not mine.
One time when she was in her mid-twenties she was policing in Bristol at night. She and her partner (who she already knew was a t**t) were driving around on patrol, when they drive past some road works, which consisted of a trench in the road so the road maintainance guys could get to the pipe.
As they drive past they see a group of stereotypical thugs also in their mid-twenties drunk and throwing road signs and traffic cones into the trench. So my mum's partner pulls over and say to my mum "go over and tell them to stop". There are about 6 or 7 of these guys so my Mum asks if he's going to go with here as he is a larger man in his mid 40's and a hell of a lot more intimidating than a petit woman in her twenties. He replies that it only takes one person to do it and he wants to stay in the warm car. So being fairly new (she wouldn't take that s**t now) she does what the more experienced officer says. So she gets out and walks over to the men, offers them a f*g (she doesn't smoke, but always carried a packet and a lighter for occasions like this) and asks them to stop throwing signs into the trench, cause it's criminal damage. Apparently one of them looked over to the car saw my mum's partner and says "Why doesn't he come and talk to us", to which my mum replied that he didn't want to leave the warm car.
Apparently the man then gathered his friends in some sort of huddle for a word and then they started jumping in the trench and taking out the road signs and traffic cones out and putting them back where they took them. My mum thanked them, to which they replied it was no problem for such a nice lady like her offered her a can of Stella, to which she declined and told her it was dangerous in Bristol at night and that the d**k of partner should have come with her, as anything that could of happened (bare in mind police in England don't carry guns). They then walked away into the night making the w****r sign and shouting a***e at the policeman sitting in his car that sent the new young female police officer to deal with a gang of drunken yobs.
TL:DR If you don't act like a d**********e people are more likely to help you out.
#24
I've been in law enforcement for little over 4 years in a rural part of the Midwest. For the past 3 summers the air force practiced flying low to the ground or whatever they do. But every time they do we would get like 10 911 calls saying terrorist were flying planes going to b**b something. It got so bad our office had to put a bulletin out saying it was the air force and no need to worry about them. Also got to shoot a emu and work a train vs 3 camels accident.
Sara Frazer 2 hours ago
Not quite the same, but I live not too far from my state's army reserve/air base. It's very normal for large military aircraft to fly low overhead, and for all kinds of helicopters and jets to be practicing in the airspace. Yet all the time, on my area's "ring neighbors" discussion (local discussion run by ring, the home camera company, on the ring app) people are like "WHAT'S GOING ON WHY ARE THERE HELICOPTERS -", don't get me started on the days they practice live artillery, there will be a dozen people going "WHAT ARE ALL THOSE LOUD BOOMS??!!" even tho the base puts out warning of these drills days beforehand..
#25
Already posted but here's another one, investigating a m****r of a 19 year old girl when fingerprints come back that the knife that she was k****d with had HER fingerprints on them and wood residue trapped in them. Basicly I had to tell her parents that she had k****d herself by putting a knife in a partially closed door and ran backwards into it to make it look like a m****r so she could be buried in a Catholic cemetery...the chruch actually dug the poor girls body up and the parents had a body in their house for 2 days before they could rebury her.
#26
Not a cop but on the other end. At 16 a week after getting my drivers license just after Halloween. Me and some friends were driving around and thought it would be funny to steal the giant balloons from car dealers. So we pulled them down and shoved them in the back. (they hardly fit in the door) At some point I put on the surgeons gown my friend had for halloween. Later I put on the green female M&m coustume one of my other friends had on for Halloween. Not sure why but also blue latex gloves. Well fast forward 4 hrs we drop our friend off and I start to drive home. Giant balloon in the back seat, latex gloves, M&m costume, and now what looks like a blue dress under. I was really tired and having just received my drivers license turned from a one way onto a two way. Pulled into the wrong lane of traffic for a few seconds. (It was 4am in a small town not a car on the road) as I relize and pull into my lane a cop turns the corner and pulls me over. The look on his face was priceless.
#27
My cousin was a cop and he told me some pretty insane stories. One time he got a call about a guy that fell onto the subway tracks and managed to move out of the way of the train just in time to not be crushed but ended up being stuck between the train and the side of the platform. When my cousin got there, the man was fully awake and even cracking jokes about his situation. To make a long story short, the only thing that was keeping him alive at this point was the train pressing on him and if you take away the train he would d*e. As they were picking up the train with a pump, the man just says that he feels bloated. Once the train got to a certain point, his head flopped down and he died.
#28
Not my story and pretty self explanatory but a cop I know (Baltimore City) found a guy stopped at a red light unconscious with his foot on the brake pedal and a needle hanging out of his arm at like four in the morning.
The dude had sh*t up while driving and nodded out at the light.
#29
My uncle is a cop in Germany and he has some crazy stories to tell the most recent more funny one was about a Lady, mid 40 , blond, she came into the police station and told the officers that someone stole the window out of her car she was convinced she fell victim to professionals cause there were no signs of shattered glass or anything. So one of my uncles colleagues goes out with her to check out the car and supposed theft. Then he pushed the button and rolled the window back up. The woman was d**d serious.
#30
My old man was an LAPD Officer for 26 years, most of it in supervisory roles. Two come to mind; they aren't that crazy or unexplainable, but they're amusing at least:
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A pursuit is going through his division (the ever infamous Rampart Division! Yes, that one!) and on it's way out to another. It so happens his officers are the officers tied to the chase, so he heads out in front of the chase to the next division's headquarters. He just happened to be there a couple weeks earlier doing some combat training with officers, so he knew the lay of the land pretty well.
It comes across the radio that the pursuit has transferred to an on foot pursuit. They're listening on their radios out in the parking lot and realize right away: this idiot is lost, and he's hopping fences *towards* the police station! So my dad moseys over to the wall on that side of the lot..
And this dude comes right over the wall and lands, to quote the interview he gave to the local paper; "In my arms." Most confused perp ever.
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This goes back to the "King Riots" (The LA Riots as most people know them). My dad and a group of officers are hanging out on the roof of the division building, taking a nap. (They weren't allowed to leave LA City Limits during the Riots because there was a good chance that they'd get k****d, so they just slept where they were.) It happens the old Rampart station (now decommissioned; but can be seen in some old Dragnet and COPS footage) has a multi-level parking structure, and getting to/from the roof is as easy as hopping up from the top level of the parking structure.
So everyone is asleep except this one joker of an officer. He's pretty senior, a P3 back then if I remember, and he's bored, itchy, and remembers.. they have a g*****n tear gas launcher loaded with dummy/rubber in one of the trunks. He hatches a terribly wasteful plan.
What proceeds to happen is everyone wakes up to a godawful boom. They lurch, run to the lip of the roof, weapons all up and scanning for what the hell caused this. Meanwhile, Officer Idiot is acting the same, but looking kind of suspicious.
So my dad, being the supervisor of the hour (night shift supervisor), wanders away to the parking lot to check the cars (flipping/burning patrol cars has always been an LA past time) they all look fine at first.
Then he notices smoke coming from the trunk of a car. He pops trunk, wanders back "Officer Idiot, did you discharge this weapon?"
F*****g laughter, dude falls apart, can't keep his s**t together anymore.
"Okay, that's funny, but you're taking a leave and a writeup on this one. Now.. where'd the round go?"
#31
10 years on so I have a few:
Got into a foot pursuit with a wanted gang member. Little guy was pretty fast and beat me into an apartment building. I was close enough to see him run onto the top floor and heard a door slam. Now it was a process of elimination. Came to the fourth apartment on the floor and the kid that answered was a fellow gang member of the runner. He let me poke around but said his female roommate was in the shower after just getting home. Knocked on the door and a voice, clearly not female but in an attempt to sound like it, said "I'm busy!" it was sing-songy and hilarious. I called a couple of my buddies in to wait "her" out and eventually the kid/owner let us into the bathroom with a key. The runner was standing in a steaming hot shower, fully clothed and still out of breath. Best part - he threw up all over the owner's carpet on the way out.
Also, while on patrol late one night, came upon two homeless guys in an alley behind a store. An open crate of eggs lay next to them as the one was smashing the other from behind. In horror I noticed half the eggs were missing - cheap lube! No one went to jail, I just made sure it was consensual and told them to go somewhere more private. To this day, "egg cracker" is our code word for guys of that persuasion.
#32
My buddy with Cleveland fire/ems gets regular calls for passed out motorists in the popular bar neighborhoods. 99 times out of 100 it is someone passed out drunk in their car. If the car is in park, but still running, he and his crew like to hop out of their rig and surround the car and start running in place, shaking the car and screaming for the 'driver' to STOP THE CAR! They love watching the drunks grab the wheel and practically stand on the brakes.
If the driver wakes up, and slams on the brakes, they have him get out of the car and find an alternate way home avoiding a DUI with a funny story. If the person doesn't respond, emergency extrication.
#33
I was babysitting an arrestee at a hospital ER once. He was there for a mental evaluation, and was well known for his umm "antics". Apparently he had a thing for a**lly fisting himself and pulling his own guts out, and I remember one of the security guards there who had known him from previous hospital stays telling me "Now keep your eyes on him because he'll do it again, and he's fast". Sure enough, about 20 minutes later. The guard was right, he was fast. Up to the elbow too.
#34
I'm not in law enforcement, bu a buddy of mine is an MP. The craziest thing he told me he had every encounter was when one of the other soldiers were complaining to a doctor that he had a pain in his a*s. The doc took a look and told him "it looks likes someone has been f*****g you in the a*s". The guy freaked out went to the MP's and the MP' staged a small sting operation on the soldiers living quarters. The soldier only had another room mate. What they found was that when he would go to sleep his room mate would chloroform him, putting him into a deep sleep, then he would f**k him in the a*s. The soldier would wake up with out remember a thing. So the MP's arrested his room mate, but they have no idea how many times his room mate r***d him.
tl;dr: guy was getting chloroformed by his room mate and then r***d.
#35
This was actually off duty. I was hanging out with some friends in a bar when a fight broke out. I responded instictively although I was already more than a few drinks in. I got in there, pulled out the instigator and called for back up. I didn't get a call back immediately which is normal on my personal phone so I decided to take this one into the station myself, it wasn't far away and it would count as overtime so it seemed worthwhile. In the end, it turns out I was never a policeman. Had to let the perp go.
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Love the Scottish koala one. Not a real koala of course. A panda.
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Love the Scottish koala one. Not a real koala of course. A panda.
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