Originally posted by Big A
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I was riding in the back of a truck with four friends coming back from a morning of swimming. I only knew the people in the cab as a friends of one of my buddy's. A highway patrol pulled us over, and wanted to search the truck. The cop found a bottle of whiskey behind the truck set, and was giving the driver hell about having an open container. Us kids in the back knew nothing about it, but the cop wanted to see at the point if us kids had been drinking. A couple more cop cars pulled up, Give us and the driver breath tests, all clean. At this point, cop A started to get pissed (I guess because he wasn't getting some kind of proof) and we were required to each to find a spot of hood or trunk and place hands down. When the officer got to me to search I mentioned the hood was burning my hands. He popped off some shit, and pushed me face and chest down on the hood, and told me if I moved I would be going to jail for resisting. He took his time searching me (I only had shorts and shoes on), then zip-corded and hands and led me to the ditch to sit along the other boys. When it came time to give ID's I didn't have one(was 15), so I got detained to the Hill County Sheriffs office to be ID. The fingerprinted and mug-shotted me to check my ID, but since I had never been in trouble, they couldn't ID me, and stuck me back in the holding tank. I was there for hours until my brother showed up, even then he had to bring stupid shit to ID me, birth certificate, SS card, etc. The next day I had giant water blisters on my face, and worse ones on my stomach and chest. I lost some skin over it. It was a giant clusterfuck, and since I wasn't formally charged or arrested I was told I couldn't do anything. I have never totally let it go, henceforth, I keep the eye out for crooked cops fucking up.
Stevo
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