The Police J3

One dark dreary night in the middle of October i had the most awkward talk with the police. I got a phone call from my Dad saying that i had to come home because the police were at our house. I left the party and zooomed down forty-one to my house. As i bent the corner on to my street i saw a carnival of police lights, i would say about six to eight squad cars. When i pulled up about four po-dunk cops drew their guns and pointed them at me, demanding me to not move and show my hands, which put me in a very sensitive situation. After being forcefully removed from my car they hand cuffed me and threw me on to the curb. It was then that i found out what i was being charged of. They were there to arrest me for armed robbery, a life felony. Supposedly i robbed this 55 year old man of thirteen hundred dollars with a gun while i drove him to CVS to put that money on a debit card so he could pay his rent. All of which you can't do! But these cops did not realize this very incognito fact and proceeded to question me right there on the curb in front of my parents and all my neighbors. i looked like and felt like an ax murderer when in reality i didnt do shit.