The New Sheriff

Jeffrey Allison
5 min readJan 10, 2024

Chapter One

Elena was a young but quick to the whip sheriff. All days were long and rough.

“Hey, you can’t be there.” Elena cried.

“ What I’m homeless fruit.” The homeless man said while laying in his tent.

“I’m the sheriff of the county.” Elena said loud “There’s shelters for you to go to okay.”

“No, I’m here now.” He said
“Not anymore okay your safe now.” She replied
He throw the tent at her and made a break for it on foot. She began to chase him while drawing her taser.

It was another morning in Doral. Elena already had a donut and coffee ready when the call came in. She could hear over the intercom about the thieving.

“I’m close by!” she replied.

She turned on the sirens and headed out. Happy and excited to see it.

“He stole I don’t care.” The manager hollered.

“What did he take?” Elena asked kindly.

“Some gummy worms, a soda pop, and cologne.” The cashier told her. “ I want him hit!”

“We’re on it, but gently.” Elena laughed.

When she has caught up to em he was almost to the next city. As she circled and called for back up he fell into the creek.

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Jeffrey Allison

Grew up in Oregon on the bay where I learn to live to write and read poetry where it ventured off into more story telling and how I got the chance to adventure.