Written by someone I do not know. However, for your town's future someone should look into this.
August 7th, 2018 approximately 5:30 am. I was on my way to work when I was pulled over by Centerton, AR police officer. I am 51 years old and have no criminal record and was wearing my uniform scrub and a skirt. I always wear a skirt and pantyhose, due to my religious beliefs. I asked the officer what was the reason for stopping me and he stated that I swerved and one tail light was off. He took my personal information and checked it out. Everything came back good. Then he informed me that he smelled alcohol, I told him that I was not drinking but he insisted. I offered to use a breathalyzer. After that test showed 00, the officer asked me to step out of my vehicle and walk with one foot in front of the other. I tried to explain to the officer, that I have bad balance and pain in my body after the car accident in 2004, when I could not perform the task. He asked me then to stand on one foot. I told him one more time that I had a problem with keeping my body balance and a reason for that. He requested my permission to search my car and my personal items: he found nothing suspicious. At the same time the other officer asked me if I take some antidepressants or if I sniff any chemicals, I said no. All of a sudden, he declared that he smelled chemicals instead of alcohol. By that time I was getting very upset and distressed, I told him that I did not do anything wrong and I was getting late for my work. He said that I had broke the law, I tried to tell him that swerving and not having a tail light was not intentional and in no way was breaking the law. I could not understand what was the reason they treated me that way, I've never done anything illegal. I requested a drug test and informed him that I will pass it, I did not know what else should I do... The Officer rudely handcuffed me... I was so frustrated and humiliated that I, a fifty one year old woman, started to cry like a little girl. (As I learn later, they accused me of rejecting the drug test).
At the Bentonville Police Station I had to sign and to initial paperwork for the drug test. The officers and all the surrounding were so stressful that I found my heart racing and felt extremely lightheaded. I remember telling them that it was taking too long and I was not feeling good, and on, and on...and I was still standing in handcuffs and I went into a full scale of panic attack... The only thing i can remember i was standing up and I could not feel my legs anymore…then, someone was saying “she hit her head”, then I found my self hanging against the wall while someone was puling me by my hair, holding me up...
I barely remember leaving Police Station and a ride to the Bentonville Jail. I do remember when inside the jail I was handed over to the group of women (not exactly sure of the number). They were very rude and handled me roughly. One in particular, the Blond, she was very abusive and it seemed that she enjoyed it greatly. After they touched over my whole body, under my bra strap and everywhere else, the Blond had my hands held behind my back and I felt her nails digging into my arm. It started to bleed...
I do not exactly recall how long was it, before I was taking into the room, where I was ordered to take my clothes off. I stood there completely distorted, frozen and horrified. I was crying removing my own clothes, standing naked, trying to stand close to the wall when I heard “ put her in the stripes!” but male's voice said “ no, let her get dressed, we are releasing her”...
I was horrified and felt like dying. I am a very modest person and here I am naked with strange man in the room! I felt violated! but it just kept getting worse...
If the room where I was stripped, searched in a presence of some male wasn't enough, when I walked out of that room, the male police officers and male guards were standing in my way, making me feel like I was on display and staged for their entertainment. It was meant to dehumanize me... and that is exactly what it did.
As I walked through them, I held my hand across my chest, they would not allow me to keep my bra on, they took my pantyhose and shoes away. I was walking barefoot. Every time I would try to cover my chest with my arms, the Blond would strike my hands off my chest (I still have bruises on my arms and my breasts). She intentionally exposed my chest in front of men.
After being in room for a wile, I asked if I could have shoes or blanket. The guard stated that this is a sign of intoxication and ordered 4 more hours for detox. I was in shock, but leftover of common sense made me to ask for the phone call... After a few hours I was able to call my son. I told him that I need an attorney. As soon as I mentioned attorney, the Blond grabbed the phone of my hand an sentenced me to additional 4 hours in detox.
After I got out, the first thing I did, I went to the lab and they tested my hair follicles. The result was 100% negative for any kind of drug.
P.S. My son was waiting for me by the jail door. When he saw me coming out, he couldn't even say a word. He told me later that he was not sure if that woman was me.
I don't know how to express my feelings, but I don't feel like I used to anymore. I became a different person, maybe not even a person but some small creature full of fear an uncertainty.
My family is going to have a very joyful yet important event coming next week – my daughter's wedding.
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I don’t live in Centerton, actually I never have. Just in Bentonville & Bella Vista. I love this page and the Mayor. He is so interactive in the community. He responds to every little or big concern from the residents. Very proactive in keeping everyone up to date and praising others! I love that!
I just wanted to take a moment and praise the Mayor of Centerton for an excellent job, going above and beyond for his community!!! ... See MoreSee Less