Four days ago I hadnt stayed at my parents house because the night before my dad was going to give me a ride to placerville but at the point when we were able to leave it was 2 am and i was scared to have him drive back after not sleeping so we planned to leave in the morning. In the morning he refused to drive me so voices were raised and the neighbors called the cops. I spent the night outside and the next morning my shoes were soaked and freezing so I needed dry socks. On my way to my parents house I saw a police officer and asked if it would be alright if I went by and asked for my things, particularly socks. She said she didnt see why it wouldnt. I went there and my dad was home and I told him the two choices she told me; either he could just let me in our the department could approve and schedule a date for me to get my things. He said hed just go down and open it but it seemed to take a ridiculous amount of time to open the garage door. After he did and I was grabbing my stuff the topic of the ride to placerville where I could be backpacking and not just look homeless by wearing a backpacking pack around the city I went to high school in came up. Thay drug out the time by a minute or two and to my surprise three cop cars roll up. First two officers get out, one of whom was the one who said it would be okay for me to come in the first place. I said I would just go without my stuff but was told I couldnt. I asked why I was being detained and all of the sudden the most terrifying and violent person that Ive ever seen in a blue uniform ran out of his car at me with no intentions other than to attack. He threw me against my dads borrowed car which is I believe when I got the slight sprain in my collar bone. He then threw me onto the ground ruining a sweater I was quite fond of while also doing damage to my leg and tail bone. The leg injury in particular is a poor addition to having to carry everything on your back for days on end. I said it was police brutality and Sergeant Nielson (whos badge number was not given to me when I asked presumably because his fellow officer knew hed broken the law) said word for word im going to use police brutality against you. He then said lie still Aydan im going to taze you! Whilr pointing the laser pointer of his tazer at my head (absolutely not the correct location to point a tazer). Now, if hed said lie still OR im going to taze you I wouldve been a bit more calm but having never been tazed I was terrified and shouted pleas full of sincere desperation and fear that he not taze me. He then said shut up or ill put you under arrest. And I said why? And he said alright youre under arrest!. I was charged with tresspassing when I wasnt told to leave once as well as resisting arrest due to the incredibly unreasonable fear of being electrocuted. I wasnt read my miranda rights and when I asked for the badge number of the officer whom I do not want running around armed in a community full of people I care about it was refused to me. The female cop who drove me was during the first part of the ride not responsive to any of my questions due to her unwillingness to incriminate her superior officer but by the time I got out of the car we had admitted a mutual liking and she had made a statement implying she believed what happened was wrong. Let me be clear, I was in no way belligerent. The sheriffs that interacted with me told me I was the nicest person that had been booked all week, kept calling me sweet and whatnot and I smiled in my mugshot. My sister said she wouldnt put her name on anything because she wasnt working as she likely assumed I would be fleeing to Venezuela rather than attending my court date. I should also mentio that sergeant audacity decided to slap on a restraining order that was requested by no one between me and my parents lasting through the 29th. When I called my friends i had people i barely knew lining up to help me because it turns out other people are capable of empathy too. My buddy co signed my bail and a friend i met through him even saved me 130 of the 250 dollars because she knew the business owners. Unfortunately after spending every dollar to my name i was still ten dollars short so i planned to cancel my savings account and get out the ten dollars you cant withdraw usually but upon checking the account I found my dad had already deleted it as I was around 6 when i opened the account and had never gotten around to taking his name off the account. So now im starving freezing broke have too much stuff to carry and havent showered in way too long. And its christmas haha. Ive been in the wrong in the past many times but this time i really had tried not to be. So yea thats all bullshit and my shoes are once again wet so hoorah. Thats what I get for being the sibling who actually excels in their field of study and is getting their undergrad right away rather than over a span of 12 drug filled years.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 18:17:25 +0000
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