Victims of violent crime.
How my life started to fall apart and is continuing to fall apart.
When I was growing up my life was great, Until I met this girl named Sarah Thomas, I was
16 at the time and the year was 1995 and thought she was a cool person to hang out with, I heard she would sleep around with many men but hey who was I to judge a person, I gave her the benefit of the doubt and started hanging around with the girl. Little did I know that what everyone had said about her was true this eventually led me to the cold hard truth about this girl and eventually caused me to get into some legal trouble.
It all started one day when I went with Sarah Thomas and her mom Rhonda Thomas (Reagan) to these mexican immigrants' apartment I didn't know these mexicans' and thought that I would be safe with Sarah and her mom. Boy was I ever wrong. It rocked on for a few minutes and everyone got comfortable and sit down and made themselves at home so I sat down but was weary about the whole situation. I thought oh well I am with a good friend she won't let nothing happen to me. WRONG! Sarah went to one of the mexican's bedroom that she claimed was her boyfriend at the time. So I followed her because I did not want to be in the front room with a bunch of men that I did not know and with her mother that I was not comfortable with. So she sat down on the bed beside her boyfriend and I took a seat on the floor. Sarah sat there a little bit and talked to the man who she claimed was her boyfriend. While I just sat there staring at the wall and wanting to hurry up and get out of there. When Sarah got up I got up as well, Sarah and her boyfriend had done got through the doorway and proceeded to go outside I was right behind Sarah until I was pushed back by 4 mexican men into the bedroom. They tried to hold me down and pull my pants down, I kept yelling for Sarah and her mom to do something all they could do was stand there and laugh and say "Go ahead and give them your body they will not hurt you they just want a little pussy." "Go ahead and give them some pussy." What were they thinking it was "MY" body not theirs. I eventually kicked the mexican men that were trying to hold me down in the privates and kicked them and hit them with my fist. So they turned me loose and let me go. I did not want to have sex with men I did not even know or even had seen before. I should have gone to the police but Sarah told me that she was sorry and that she did not want her boyfriend to get deported back to mexico. After this happend I felt like it was all my fault for not listening to these other people that knew them really well. Sarah's sisters' are much different than her and their mother. I do have to say they at least have some kind of heart or I hope they do.
Not long after that my problems started happening one by one on December 21, 1996 I and my friend Amanda Moore was in town as well as another friend named Justin Monjay. We were
just out messing around when the thought of what happend back in 1995 came around, I thought nothing of the ordeal and tried to let it go. I was in town me and Amanda and I was speeding and got pulled over by the police and just recieved a warning for me to slow my car down so I parked my car at sooners parking lot. I told amanda I was thinking about just taking all of the pills I had been prescribed for because I was totally depressed and couldn't come out of it and didn't want to live anymore. She said " Where is the pills?" I showed her the bottle I had done taken half of the bottle which had 30 pills in the bottle. My friend justin was sitting there and amanda yelled at him to go get the police that I had taken half of the bottle of pills. So justin jumped in his little pickup while on his way to the police station he nearly hit the side of the building but missed it by luck. He stopped the police officers just behind the building they were fixing to go in and relax after a patroling the streets. Justin told them that I had taken a half of bottle of pills and that they needed to get there as soon as possible. Officers David Hampton and Steven Castleberry jumped back into their patrol unit and came to the parking lot, Justin out ran the officers getting back to the parking lot. Before the officers came I noticed Amanda had taken the keys out of my ignition switch, I begged and pleaded for her to give them back, She refused. Justin pulled back into the parking lot and said "Christy I know your going to be mad at me but the police is on their way here." I then asked him "Justin why did you do that for?" "I am perfectly fine." He said "You have taken half of the bottle of pills that is why I went and got the Officers." The officers pulled up and Officer Hampton asked me if I was okay and what had happend? along with officer Castleberry who was watching. I explained to him that everything was fine that I had taken half of the pills before. So then Officer Hampton asked me to get out of the car. I did as he had asked me to do. He then went over and talked to Officer Castleberry asking him what they should do or what he thought on the situation. I was just standing there thinking that I was going to go home and everything was going to be okay. Boy was my mind misleading me. I heard the Officers discussing about being E.O.D'd (Emergency Order of Detention). I heard one of them say "It would be best if she was E.O.D'd that way they could keep an eye on her if the medicine was harmful to my system." Not sure of which of which Officer that was saying that because I had my back facing towards the car not paying them any attention. Officers Hampton and Castleberry came over to me and Officer Hampton told me to put my hands behind my back. I asked him "What was going on?" He said "They were going to E.O.D me and put me in the hospital as a precaution for my safety as well as others. I told them that I was perfectly fine. Officer Hampton told me again to just put my hands behind my back and everything would be okay that nothing bad was going to happen. I was refusing to go. So Officer Hampton grabbed my left hand and Officer Castleberry grabbed my right handcuffing me. I was angry and so let down. They proceeded to put me in the patrol car
when justin said again "Christy I know you are mad at me but everything will be okay I am
just doing this to keep you around because you are a good friend that I and amanda don't
want to see you dead. I was crying "Why did you get the police why?" The Officers put me
in the back of the patrol car and told justin and amanda to lock up my car until my dad
could come and get the car and one of them asked justin if he could give amanda a ride
home he said he could. The Officers' got back in the car and said they were taking me
to the hospital. I was in tears by this time. I asked them about my car and they said
that everything would be fine that my dad was on his way to get the car. So we got to
the hospital and the Officers' opened the back door on the patrol unitl and let me out
and took me to the psychiatric unit of the hospital. The Officers' took the cuffs off
when we got to the psychiatric part of the hosptial. They had to fill out some papers
so I could be admitted to the hospital against my will. So they did just that and I
was there in that hospital for 72 hours before I was released. This gives you kind of an idea of what my life is like.
I have more but am just going to end it right here.
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When I was growing up my life was great, Until I met this girl named Sarah Thomas, I was
16 at the time and the year was 1995 and thought she was a cool person to hang out with, I heard she would sleep around with many men but hey who was I to judge a person, I gave her the benefit of the doubt and started hanging around with the girl. Little did I know that what everyone had said about her was true this eventually led me to the cold hard truth about this girl and eventually caused me to get into some legal trouble.
It all started one day when I went with Sarah Thomas and her mom Rhonda Thomas (Reagan) to these mexican immigrants' apartment I didn't know these mexicans' and thought that I would be safe with Sarah and her mom. Boy was I ever wrong. It rocked on for a few minutes and everyone got comfortable and sit down and made themselves at home so I sat down but was weary about the whole situation. I thought oh well I am with a good friend she won't let nothing happen to me. WRONG! Sarah went to one of the mexican's bedroom that she claimed was her boyfriend at the time. So I followed her because I did not want to be in the front room with a bunch of men that I did not know and with her mother that I was not comfortable with. So she sat down on the bed beside her boyfriend and I took a seat on the floor. Sarah sat there a little bit and talked to the man who she claimed was her boyfriend. While I just sat there staring at the wall and wanting to hurry up and get out of there. When Sarah got up I got up as well, Sarah and her boyfriend had done got through the doorway and proceeded to go outside I was right behind Sarah until I was pushed back by 4 mexican men into the bedroom. They tried to hold me down and pull my pants down, I kept yelling for Sarah and her mom to do something all they could do was stand there and laugh and say "Go ahead and give them your body they will not hurt you they just want a little pussy." "Go ahead and give them some pussy." What were they thinking it was "MY" body not theirs. I eventually kicked the mexican men that were trying to hold me down in the privates and kicked them and hit them with my fist. So they turned me loose and let me go. I did not want to have sex with men I did not even know or even had seen before. I should have gone to the police but Sarah told me that she was sorry and that she did not want her boyfriend to get deported back to mexico. After this happend I felt like it was all my fault for not listening to these other people that knew them really well. Sarah's sisters' are much different than her and their mother. I do have to say they at least have some kind of heart or I hope they do.
Not long after that my problems started happening one by one on December 21, 1996 I and my friend Amanda Moore was in town as well as another friend named Justin Monjay. We were
just out messing around when the thought of what happend back in 1995 came around, I thought nothing of the ordeal and tried to let it go. I was in town me and Amanda and I was speeding and got pulled over by the police and just recieved a warning for me to slow my car down so I parked my car at sooners parking lot. I told amanda I was thinking about just taking all of the pills I had been prescribed for because I was totally depressed and couldn't come out of it and didn't want to live anymore. She said " Where is the pills?" I showed her the bottle I had done taken half of the bottle which had 30 pills in the bottle. My friend justin was sitting there and amanda yelled at him to go get the police that I had taken half of the bottle of pills. So justin jumped in his little pickup while on his way to the police station he nearly hit the side of the building but missed it by luck. He stopped the police officers just behind the building they were fixing to go in and relax after a patroling the streets. Justin told them that I had taken a half of bottle of pills and that they needed to get there as soon as possible. Officers David Hampton and Steven Castleberry jumped back into their patrol unit and came to the parking lot, Justin out ran the officers getting back to the parking lot. Before the officers came I noticed Amanda had taken the keys out of my ignition switch, I begged and pleaded for her to give them back, She refused. Justin pulled back into the parking lot and said "Christy I know your going to be mad at me but the police is on their way here." I then asked him "Justin why did you do that for?" "I am perfectly fine." He said "You have taken half of the bottle of pills that is why I went and got the Officers." The officers pulled up and Officer Hampton asked me if I was okay and what had happend? along with officer Castleberry who was watching. I explained to him that everything was fine that I had taken half of the pills before. So then Officer Hampton asked me to get out of the car. I did as he had asked me to do. He then went over and talked to Officer Castleberry asking him what they should do or what he thought on the situation. I was just standing there thinking that I was going to go home and everything was going to be okay. Boy was my mind misleading me. I heard the Officers discussing about being E.O.D'd (Emergency Order of Detention). I heard one of them say "It would be best if she was E.O.D'd that way they could keep an eye on her if the medicine was harmful to my system." Not sure of which of which Officer that was saying that because I had my back facing towards the car not paying them any attention. Officers Hampton and Castleberry came over to me and Officer Hampton told me to put my hands behind my back. I asked him "What was going on?" He said "They were going to E.O.D me and put me in the hospital as a precaution for my safety as well as others. I told them that I was perfectly fine. Officer Hampton told me again to just put my hands behind my back and everything would be okay that nothing bad was going to happen. I was refusing to go. So Officer Hampton grabbed my left hand and Officer Castleberry grabbed my right handcuffing me. I was angry and so let down. They proceeded to put me in the patrol car
when justin said again "Christy I know you are mad at me but everything will be okay I am
just doing this to keep you around because you are a good friend that I and amanda don't
want to see you dead. I was crying "Why did you get the police why?" The Officers put me
in the back of the patrol car and told justin and amanda to lock up my car until my dad
could come and get the car and one of them asked justin if he could give amanda a ride
home he said he could. The Officers' got back in the car and said they were taking me
to the hospital. I was in tears by this time. I asked them about my car and they said
that everything would be fine that my dad was on his way to get the car. So we got to
the hospital and the Officers' opened the back door on the patrol unitl and let me out
and took me to the psychiatric unit of the hospital. The Officers' took the cuffs off
when we got to the psychiatric part of the hosptial. They had to fill out some papers
so I could be admitted to the hospital against my will. So they did just that and I
was there in that hospital for 72 hours before I was released. This gives you kind of an idea of what my life is like.
I have more but am just going to end it right here.
