Arrested for asking for help.

I was living in Scottsdale Arizona with my mom and my head was going crazy. I didn’t know what was going on. The voices I heard, from what is now known to be the Department of War, where telling me that I had a microchip put in my head while I slept as that is why I could hear them. I couldn’t see behind my ears and was afraid to ask anyone as I would look insane, but something was making the voices and the ringing that went up and down when it was time to punish me for fighting back. I hadn’t put together that Allah had connected me yet even though I had already gotten the signs from her.

I decided to go to 7/11 for some cigarettes and waited my turn in line. When I got to the counter I got my cigarettes, there was no one else in the store. I got my never up and asked the counter clerk “Would you look behind my ear and tell me if anything looks strange?” He gave me an angry look and said “No!” I was taken back. I walked to the door and said in a loud voice “Why won’t people help each other anymore!” stormed out and went back home.

I sat in the patio smoking cigarettes and two police officers came to my back gate. I opened it and said I was under arrest for what I did at 7/11. I said I only raised my voice, but they didn’t care.

I was brought to the police station and spent three days in a cell with a guy that had drunk to much and another guy that reminded me of Dennis Miller that kept saying weird things to me like “If you don’t like it here, why don’t you fly through that crack in the ceiling?” People always think I can morph into things for some reason, which I can’t, I am human.

After the three days my mother bailed me out and a few weeks later I went to court, my court appointed lawyer told me if I left town nothing would happen to me, so I took that option and left for New Jersey, which turned into a nightmare in it’s own right.

Later I found out, as I didn’t know, they charged me with disorderly conduct/fighting. For raising my voice. Disorderly conduct. Because of those charges I had a hard time finding any job that would take me and could not go back to the State of California to work as I had a record. They ask if you have been arrested, not if you have a felony, but just if you where arrested. I couldn’t say no as everyone was checking every little detail out on me before hiring me.

I still don’t know why 7/11 freaked out so bad, I was told I couldn’t go back, as I was on my way out, I didn’t say but that one line and it was true, no one would help me. I was incredibly frustrated.

My mugshots are still on mugshots.com as I don’t want to pay to get them down, they have a deal with the police to get everyone that is arrested on there so they can blackmail them to take them down. They even brand them with there name as if they own them now.

Ever since that day the police have not been my friends, I had problems with the police harassing me before but always cut them slack as I thought “They are just doing their job.” but I know better now. I still go to 7/11 and enjoy what they have to offer, but often wonder what I did to deserve three days in jail. I mean I didn’t yell, I raised my voice, it is as if they where just looking for a reason to put me away.