Detective Dark

Story of my life......

Umm.... How should i begin ,ok so my name is Ralph and my story of my life till now is pretty simple yet tragic and struggling, i know ya'll might be thinking soo what problems are with every one's life and yes i agree and haha yea I'm not a whiner either haha  i accept it, I'm just telling my story.
Now , soo i don't remember much about my child hood almost you can say nothing all i remember is i was adopted by small restaurant owner named Mr. Kreg smith i respect him a lot since he saved my life and he told me about it when i grew i will reach to that part but first lemme tell you about this guy my father figure he is since , this is the only family i got haha a simple good man with wonderful nature and also a tragic past. Mr. Kreg lost his wife and son in a car accident and after that their well going restaurant  business started fluctuating and going down in profit margins too he became a strong but broken inside and sad depressed kind of man. He picked me up ,adopted and raised, i got basic education helped him with his restaurant. I lived a basic life mostly hardworking just going to school coming home helping my father kreg with restaurant work and serving and dishes and everything and yeah kreg cooked like a  5 star chef no doubt and his food was loved by many but due to losses suffered by restaurant  he lost many customers due to down in goodwill the remmaining customers and new ones kept restaurant moving but it was okay.
So after all this i used to study and again next day to school i was an introvert a bit did not talk much with any body was more like of a less talking guy ,had a few friends  i did talked to them ,i used to get bullied and beaten and i also feared a bit for sometime i hid it for sometime from kreg but one day i talked it out him he told me to act for myself be strong bold and the world is full of bullies but don't create soo much violence at the same time. So one day these 4 bullies was bullying both of my friends richard and rachel( haha we three were friends with the same starting letter of name R ralph ,richard,rachel the r trinity haha) so i called upon teacher for first time to avoid fighting straight away, teacher stopped them and they were like we'll see em later getting more  envy nd hatred. They again attacked seeing us alone so this time i decided to fight i was medium level for them but they were 4 and also i had a few moves my pocket like punching throwing and i did but it did not work much at a point i was down and got beat up but richard besides was watching and inspired from me instantly acted up and entered the fight , also rachel started throwing rocks at them,richard was quite strong but unaware of his strength but he realised that day he was physically strong so we were kindof getting heavy on em we did not let them reach for rachel one was trying to but rachel threw a pebble right at his forehead and then richard kicked him and i punched his face and this was we managed to beat em up they never got near us after that and we learned to defend ourselves, haha bully scenario got quite long.
But that day kreg was angry at me for me getting soo much bruised since we were low on funds and i increased my medical expenses also for i got myself soo much injured he taught me also to avoid fights as much as possible but he also appreciated later that day after getting me bandaged that i fought for myself and followed his learning. After school when i got in college i studied a bit greek and other languages and i applied for studying detective course coz while growing up i developed keen interest in detectives and cleverly and intelligently they worked and solved cases also i had developed interest in boxing and other fighting arts and trained at home and also tried to learn a life morals to live life upon,also developed character. My friends were doing well as well in their studies, rachel had brilliant mind in technology feild and richard joined army. Mr.
Kreg  was happy to see me and my friends becoming good in life , so kreg decided one day to tell me as at the same time i asked him about my mother as i thought he was my father, kreg sighed and explained me that was the time i got shocked. He told me that he was not my father and he lost his family in a car accident and after after two years he picked me on walk back home on a rainy day from far from his home from a graveyard on the ground in the mud in a box with some cloth  because he found hope for living in me and i was all like feeling horrible as all these thoughts ran into my mind who were my parents?!?! , why the fuck would they leave me!?!? Eapecially in that fucked up situation in a graveyard that too in rain in the mud in a box and like that just left to die!?!? or maybe someone else left me!?!? From where i was who i was?!?! Where was my parents!?!? I was all holding my head in panic ,kreg put a hand on my shoulder and told me to calm down and he was safe and every thing was ok and i cried and hugged him and i thanked him that day to save my life and raise me and do this much for me make me this man i am today. Kreg smiled i told him i would help him in his business , also the one of the fav. Part of my day was night when after all day hardwork training, study, restaurant work at night i get to sleep and the rest is heavenly but along with it comes the nightmares , there are sweet dreams too  the problem with me is that i never had any sweet dreams every night i slept  since childhood i used to get nightmares , i knew best part of day i a good heavenly sleep but there is a hellish dream waiting for me in it, when child i told kreg but politely told me that night mares are a part of us we should not fear them we should overcome them as well as the fear, i understood him and tried to fight and i did as well but every dream kept getting more fearsome but i did not mind it after all after some struggling with it i got used to night mares kreg thought it's natural night mares that are sometimes but i did not told him that i get them everyday but i knew that this is something serious maybe related to me my past, what i mostly view in dreams(nightmares are asylums, big hospitals , experiments on people, screams, sometimes me having small arms little height like im a baby moving places , hellish places , all weird haunted places, sometimes magical places but dangerous like forests, sometimes a man and a woman arguing and fighting in a house and the man ends up killing the woman accidently and then holding his head and hiding it this same dream i saw a few times, i did not mind them at all afterwards but was always suspicious bout them trying to link things finding clues becausez i wanted to be a detective , so then i just cleared my training as a detective became a low level detective actually working under a detective to learn his work in police force in St.francisville ,louisiania.
To be continued.......