Evaristo Salas Jr. (Junior)

I think it was eight in the morning, nine in the morning.

They had caught my little brother.

My little brother was maybe five or six.

They were writing on the wall at the 7-Eleven or something, their names on the wall.

That cop took it upon himself.

It was another cop, not Rebar, but another one.

He came to the house, said that I was over there spray painting or something like that.

I had literally just woke up.

And that he had, my little brother said that I did it.

My brother was five years old and I was six years old.

And I'm like, well, where's my little brother?

And I stepped out of the house and then he just arrested me.

And then threw me in the back of the cop car.

Took me to another, like right across the street on the other block where my brother was.

He was there crying, seeing me in the cop car.

And then so I start, I get pissed off and I start kicking the door, you know, which was stupid to do.

So he comes back, grabs me, face plants me and tries to hog tie me.

Throws me in the back of the cop car.

Takes me to the police station.

Handcuffs me to one of the top, takes me to the cell in the back, handcuffs me to the top of the rail, puts a seat under me and says, I'll come back and see when you're tired.