one time i was at a public park watching these kids play at the recreation program. i had no idea that they were going to be there but the fact that they were there was nothing to make me feel like leaving, since i enjoy the company of kids. i had come there to work on writing my story.

the kids on their own started to interact with me. kids always do that with me, i give off a good vibe to them. this girl wanted to show me a craft, and then introduce me to her friends. stupid me for thinking it was okay. this counselor told me to stay away from the kids, so i went back to sit on the bench alone, and the counselor told the girl something else privately which would eventually be known to me.

as i was sitting there on the bench, some kids started talking to me, i gave them a few polite several word answers, was never really involved in a conversation with any of them. the camp counselor kept saying not to talk to strangers. one boy sat on the bench next to me and when the counselor asked him to go play he said he didnt feel like it and she asked him to sit somewhere else but he wanted to sit by me lol. i was not giving any input on this.

another camp counselor came, a guy i remembered from my school days, an "upperclass" straight jock type. i overheard him say to a boy to stay away from me because i was "weird" after he complained that he wanted to talk to me. one of the boys told me that the girl who had showed me the craft was now telling other kids that i might be a "kid killer". now does anyone wonder what the counselor told her earlier that i couldn't here? i think it's pretty obvious!

just after a curly red haired little girl walked by me smiling and waving, literally saying "you look nice!" i got up on my own and moved to a different part of the park, because i could tell the camp counselors were getting really annoyed with me.

i sat on a bench in a secluded little spot far away from the kids. i was writing in my journal.

then THREE cop cars came, cops surrounded me, and when i asked whatfor, they told me that the camp counselors had called saying that the children were telling them i was taking pictures of them and asking where they lived and making them uncomfortable. complete bullshit. i had not taken a single picture, or asked anyone where they lived, and it was the camp counselors themselves making the kids uncomfortable.

the cops went through my stuff without a search warrant. one cop flipped through my journal and when i tried to take it back from him he pulled it away. i unfortunately had my camera phone on me... they asked to see the most recent picture, and i showed them, and it was obviously taken at a beach, it was not taken at the park, and the cop even acknowledged the fact.

still the cops kicked me out of the park. i said to them "i thought this was a public park" and one said "it's not public for you today!" and i said "can i get a reason why?" and he said "don't get smart with me or i'll haul your ass!" another one said to me almost tauntingly, "for all we know you could be a child molestor. maybe you like little boys." i think that's called defamation of character i dunno.

the cops drove me home.

about an hour later i called the police because i was very concerned. what the camp counselors had done to me was pure slander. i wanted them to do something about it because it was me who was the victim here. they put me on the line with one of the cops who had dealt with me earlier, and he just gave me more bullshit, he denied that it was slander, and then he blackmailed me by saying "you know and i know there is stuff in that journal that could get you into more trouble." i had no idea what he saw or what kind of trouble he meant but i gave up after that.

so that was my first horrible experience with the cops, and that was just the beginning.