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life changing afternoon of January

by lynda-kerby

In the middle of folding laundry one afternoon thinking this might not be a big deal but then again it's not such a bad way to spend the day and the back door opened and my neighbor showed up in full paintball gun attire and pointed his paintball gun at me and yelled at me to get on the ground! i smiled and put down my child's underwear and grabbed his Buzz Lightyear sound and light activated laser gun that he had recently gotten for Christmas and aimed it at him and yelled NO! You get on the ground and then 40 men rushed into my house and at least 10 of them had rifles and i was thrown down on the floor, wood floor, right cheek made direct impact and damn that hurt and i heard a shout of a voice ordering the 10 men with the 10  rifles pointed at my head not to shoot and that the shoot to kill order was off, that it was a toy plastic gun, he repeated, it was a plastic children's toy and in one fell swoop of motion my right shoulder was taken out of its socket and damn that hurt and twisted around behind my back  in order to handcuff that hand to my other hand and stand me up and walk me out as I watched dozens and dozens of what i could only presume to be storm troopers from the Star Wars movies wearing white protective gear covering their shoes bodies and faces entirely spilling into my house with the great invasion of an ant colony and several groupings of men in black pants and black shirts with white letters on the back spelling out different acronyms such as S. W. A.T., and K.B.I,  KDH&E;   The storm troopers were actually Bio HAZ MAT men testing to see if  the air quality in the house was higher than their acceptable limits of risk of having a chemical explosion occur while in the house on that afternoon of January when officers of the  Sheriff’s Office Special Operations Group executed a search warrant at my house on Main St.in my small town in Kansas and made entry at the location and took me into custody while Certified Meth Lab Techs from the Sheriff’s Office collected 2 Mountain Dew bottles and some rubber tubing and rendered the items safe and Agents of HazMat Inc. were contacted and responded to collect the hazardous materials for disposal I sat in the back seat of the cop car and thought this might be a big deal this could be a bad way to spend the day
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Jan 21, 2015
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