“Is there a problem, Miss?” One of the officers asked again. Wanting so badly to say everything was all right, and send them away. Carol, for a few seconds, stares at William probing his eyes for an apology, but all she could see was extreme dislike and unmasked hatred he was projecting. The frightened appearance on her children’s faces told the heartbreaking story. And that could not be described in words.
“Yes, my husband’s drunk,”
The officers straightaway direct their attention to William, who is sending out daggers, provoking the men in blue to make a move his way. But he is in for a surprise when he hears a familiar voice driving the bus that is about to run him down.
“He took our money,” she says, thereby stepping over the thin line …show more content…
The tension sky-scraping to an alarming level, forcing the children closer to their mother, the fears in the children’s eyes are like a doorway into the mind capturing a memory of madness that may build a negative picture once developed. And for that reason, the officers holstered their weapons. Within seconds, mace to the eyes drops the knife. A blackjack finds its way upside his head knocking him to the floor as officers with nightsticks hammer his skull into a bloody mess. Curling into a fetal position he will require paramedics’ once the officers …show more content…
William is not sure what they are talking about, but understands the word nigger very well, still upset about the ass whopping he took at the hands of the pigs he starts making noise to get their attention. Yelling and screaming when he is surprised by several officers standing outside his cell, glaring at him like he’s crazy.
“You think you’re tough, handcuffed me and beat me.” He yells as holding tight to his sides. “Take off these cuffs and I’ll Floyd Patterson your asses. White trash”
The cops ignore him, but misery knoweth not when to quit and William describes the officers with names that might hurt them. From White trash, to peckerwood, he yelled as each noun rolled swiftly from his tongue.
The three officers shocked at a black man screaming racist slurs from inside a locked cell with his hands cuffed. He must have a death wish, one of them says just before they open the cell door. They dropped his lifeless body to the floor. For good measure, one officer put the boot to his head exiting the
“Yes, my husband’s drunk,”
The officers straightaway direct their attention to William, who is sending out daggers, provoking the men in blue to make a move his way. But he is in for a surprise when he hears a familiar voice driving the bus that is about to run him down.
“He took our money,” she says, thereby stepping over the thin line …show more content…
The tension sky-scraping to an alarming level, forcing the children closer to their mother, the fears in the children’s eyes are like a doorway into the mind capturing a memory of madness that may build a negative picture once developed. And for that reason, the officers holstered their weapons. Within seconds, mace to the eyes drops the knife. A blackjack finds its way upside his head knocking him to the floor as officers with nightsticks hammer his skull into a bloody mess. Curling into a fetal position he will require paramedics’ once the officers …show more content…
William is not sure what they are talking about, but understands the word nigger very well, still upset about the ass whopping he took at the hands of the pigs he starts making noise to get their attention. Yelling and screaming when he is surprised by several officers standing outside his cell, glaring at him like he’s crazy.
“You think you’re tough, handcuffed me and beat me.” He yells as holding tight to his sides. “Take off these cuffs and I’ll Floyd Patterson your asses. White trash”
The cops ignore him, but misery knoweth not when to quit and William describes the officers with names that might hurt them. From White trash, to peckerwood, he yelled as each noun rolled swiftly from his tongue.
The three officers shocked at a black man screaming racist slurs from inside a locked cell with his hands cuffed. He must have a death wish, one of them says just before they open the cell door. They dropped his lifeless body to the floor. For good measure, one officer put the boot to his head exiting the