Panic Attack

I was smoking with three my friends in their car. We were parked in the parking lot of this park, and it was super late. We were just sitting and talking when all of a sudden a cop car swooped into the parking lot with their lights on. Flashing lights but also lit up our car with their headlights. I couldn’t see anything. We knew we were screwed, it smelled like weed really bad. The cop must have called for backup because all of a sudden there was three more squad cars there. They made us get out and said they were going to search us. They acted like we were trash, like we were legit criminals when all we were doing was smoking. We were all in high school, all underage. Two of us were crying, me included.

They were all guys, no women cops, so the officers made us sit handcuffed on the curb in the cold until the female officer showed up. She said she felt something in my pocket and pulled my pants halfway down. One of the other cops laughed. I started having a panic attack really bad. I couldn’t breath and I was shaking. My friends were saying its going to be okay but the cop just kept searching me. She was rough. They put us in the backseats of different cars while they decided what to do. No weed on us but clearly we had been smoking.

I sat in the back of the cop car cried. I felt like I was dying. I remember seeing my friend through the rolled down window of the other car. I kept asking for help but none of them would help me. When they uncuffed me later my wrists were raw and red. They said it was my fault for trying to get out of them. I wasn’t trying to get out I was trying to breath. I just wish they had shown me some sympathy and helped me through that panic attack instead of watching it like a sport, like some event they were gonna talk about at the officer meeting the next day or something. Fucking pigs.