And then I end up going to the hospital after that; after he releases me because I feel like my ribs are broken. I couldn’t breathe right. It was the Oak Hill hospital and I told them I think I have a rib broke. I told them the whole situation with the police, and they was like disregarding me like I was crap and I was telling them some kind of tail because the Wellston police was involved in it. I guess I shouldn’t have told them what happened. I was upset about the whole situation. I couldn’t believe that had happened to me.
I think that they didn’t want to believe that a police officer would do this to a woman. So I think they thought maybe I asked for it and that’s why I got in an altercation with the law. I think maybe they thought that there was some more to the story. And there was. The “more” part started when I was 13 and the hatred built up in this man. They checked me out and said I had a bruised rib, and then they released me to go. When I get done with the hospital I go back there to try and find my glasses, and that’s when I see his watch.
So I’m there and I’m picking up my glasses and I see his watch. And I think, “You mother F- er. I’m gonna get you back! I’m gonna wait until something happens and I’m gonna throw his watch into the crime scene.” Because I want him to pay for what he done to me. What he did was wrong. You don’t just take someone and hurt ‘em like that. That’s not what a police officer does. It’s not his job. That was wrong. He did that right in front of my brother. Right where I lived. And that was wrong.
(Next week; What I Done with the Watch)