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In The Slammer
I was like "Yo, I didn't do anything. Roll back the tape in the club. Ask somebody. I was trying to break up the fight". They didn't care about what I had to say they obviously had their minds made up. They basically told me that I could do this the easy way or the hard way. So I shrugged and stood there looking at the officer like do what you have to do. He then spit out the tobacco right at my foot and slammed me against the wall and hand cuffed me. They took me to the precinct and I thought for sure that I was going to get released. In the back of my head I thought, it was all just a misunderstanding. I kept hoping that somehow someway I would be allowed to go back home...

The police were disgusting. They made comments about my weave and made inappropriate sexual comments about my chest. It was so horrible and uncomfortable I felt like I was caught in a nightmare. They stuck me in a holding cell that stunk so bad. There was urine everywhere and they insisted I sit down but I refused to. I had to stay up and alert at all times. Ha! I ended up standing for a whole two and a half hours When one of the arresting officers met with me he kept trying to make me admit to hitting the guy over the head. He told me he would understand if it was just by accident and I was trying to help my friend.
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