Why I Do Not Like Police Officers:
I take a car, literally three minutes away from the homestead, with permission from the owner of course. I was speeding, and ran one stop sign. A cop pulls me over, makes me get out of the car, forces my legs apart and has a death grip on my hands, and holds them to the top of my head. He searches me, then tells me to continue to leave me hands on my head. He makes me do a breathalyzer test, which I have no idea how to do.
I breathe into the tube, and being the cock he is says, “Blow into it like you got some balls.” I try again. “You must have small balls.” All the other cops laugh at me.
He cuffs me too tight, and refuses to loosen them. Throws me into a cop car with all the windows rolled up on a hot humid night. He asks my information and all that shit, and tells me to take him to where the car’s owner is. Funny thing though, she lives in an apartment complex where all the buildings look the same, and its 530am. I try, we get the wrong street, I try again, and I get the right one. The owner is drunk as fuck, and can’t help me.
They take me to jail, take my shoes, socks, wallet, belt, and throw me into a freezing cold room to just lay on the floor. I pass out from exhaustion. They wake me up at nine. I was in that room from 6am to 9am. They took all my pictures, gave me my court date, and then made fun of the cop for arresting me for such a shitty reason.
Then I get home, and my mom treats me like a murdered an entire family. She doesn’t even care that I’ve been a good kid my entire life, and had one slip up. Apparently, im just a burden on everyone here, because even my sister bitched about having to chip in for me to make bail until I get my paycheck, TOMORROW. So im just not even going to bother anymore.
Then Ally calls me an idiot, instead of asking if im okay, or anything else.
The charges will be misdemeanors
