Personal Narrative: A Career As An FBI Agent

Being an FBI agent wasn’t easy and I never really had time for my family. My husband wasn’t a fan of my job but, he did the greatest job supporting me and our two daughters. We had to transfer from Florida to New York which was very stressful. “Babe!” I called out to my husband. I could hear him moan and groan on the bed. I chuckled and yelled out “we’re gonna be late, get up!” after yelling at my husband to wake up i didn’t hear anything else. I walked into our room to see him in bed sound asleep.
I jumped on him and kissed him, “wake up Mr. Eric Woods or you’re gonna lose your job”.
“I can’t do that with you on me” he chuckled.
I got off of him and watched him walk to the bathroom, “the kids are at my mom’s, she’ll take them to school”.

Collins, the Assistant Director of the FBI Counterterrorism Division and head of the covert FBI task force. I also met my partners, Agent Chris Kirkpatrick and Agent Lisa Marshalls. I already knew what to do because i was a transferred FBI profiler. My job was to study a criminal's behavior for clues using psychology to aid in capturing them.
Agent Kirkpatrick came to me with an envelope, “Agent Woods, your first case is man named Michael Peterson.”
“What’s up with him” i asked.
“Well he’s a most wanted criminal, he says he’s got some information on some foreign attack” he explained.
“So?”
“He says he wont speak to anyone unless it’s you Agent Woods” he added.
I chuckled, “ i dont know a Michael Peterson”.
“Well he seems to know you Woods” he said .
I walked over to a plastic box that had a man sitting inside, handcuffed to the chair. When he saw me, he started to smile which sorta freaked me out.
“Agent Gwen Woods!” the old man yelled smiling from inside the box.
I side-eyed him and said, “who are you Michael Peterson?”
“Someone who knows you very well”
“Well alright then,” i was even more freaked out, “what do you know about this foreign attack that’s supposed to happen at 3 o’clock this

I turned around to run up the stairs but the man had something to say.
“Watch your husband” he said.
I turned back and looked at him then ran up the stairs. When i got upstairs, i went to Mr. Collins.
“Mr. Collins, we need to get a Bombsquad at the Central Park fast!” i was really nervous.
“Alright you and Chris get over there quick”
“Copy” i said then ran out to get Chris and hopped in our SUV. When we got to the zoo, we showed our I.D. and got in. Me and Chris separated to search the park, i walked through the park. A little girl who looked like the exact copy of my daughter caught my attention, i walked towards the little girl realizing it was my daughter. I started to run towards her.
“Emily?! What are you doing here honey?!” i was yelling frantically looking all over to make sure she was fine.
“I have to sit here” she said.
“Who put you here?”
“I can’t say or you’ll die mommy” she said.
I looked at her bookbag and started unzipping it and realizing there was a bomb inside with 2 minutes left to detonate.
“Oh my God, where is your sister?” i tried to keep calm.
“She’s on the other side of the park”
Just then my phone started to ring, i picked it