John Cuellar It stills haunt to this day not knowing what happen that night. I remember lying down for bed as I drifted off to sleep with the song same love played in the background. “And I can’t change even if I wanted to, even if I tried. The detective that was working on my case believes this how it happen. We believe they came through a window as I was sleeping. They blow punches with their fist at the back of my head tell I blackout in my sleep. They throw me against my dresser and started slapping my head against it. From this trauma I suffer from internal blooding but it wasn’t severe. I was probably crawling on the floor as the kick me. There was blood smeared on the walls from me crawling as they continue to kick me. We believe they throw me against my toilet and left me to die. From being thrown against the toilet it shattered and flooded my apartment. The only reason I don’t have any memory of this is because they drugged me with LSD so I wouldn’t feel the pain. Being in the water how I don’t know how long. My kidneys collapse and I was slowly going into shock. They said from being knock out and probably unconscious is when they continue to beat me and later choke me. If it wasn’t for my best friend coming to see me that day I probably wouldn’t be here. He truly saved my life. They rush me to the hospital where I found out I was drugged and would have to start on dialysis. I had trouble breathing and was place on a breathing and oxygen machine. The police and a detective came in and took picture and ask me if I know anything. I have no memory of October 23rd. they put a neck brace on me from being choke badly. They were afraid that leakage would go into my lungs. They took x rays and CAT scan. The first two nights were hard as I cough up all the stuff that was in my lungs. Having a calf put in my chest to start dialysis. This attack didn’t only affect me but all those I known. We tried asking all the news station to stay something but they didn’t. We even asked the newspapers to put my story in they didn’t. The detective told me was because they didn’t want to see this as a gay hate crime. They said it was a home invasion. I felt so alone. The next two month were the holidays and I had to act like everything was ok? I suffer now from PDS and working with someone from going to a victim to a server. I also wrote a letter to the mayor of Sioux Falls and never got an answer back. It’s sad when you have a voice but no one want to hear you.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 19:37:20 +0000
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