How a False Arrest Turns Your Life Upside Down
You didn’t see it coming.
Maybe you were walking home from work in Bed-Stuy. Or grabbing groceries in Sunset Park. Could’ve been leaving your building in Crown Heights. Doesn’t matter. One second you’re living your life, and the next you’re in handcuffs being shoved into a police car.
The metal cuts into your wrists. Your arms pulled behind your back at an uncomfortable angle. Officers are talking about you like you’re not even there. Like you’re already guilty of something you didn’t do.
They don’t tell you why. Or they give you some vague reason that doesn’t make sense. They just took your freedom, and there’s nothing you can do about it in that moment. You’re completely powerless.
What happens in those first hours:
- Your phone gets taken away so you can’t call anyone
- Neighbors and strangers watch as you’re put in the car
- You’re driven to the precinct and processed like a criminal
- Fingerprints, mugshots, strip searches
- Hours in a holding cell with no explanation
- Your family has no idea where you are
This happens across Brooklyn every single day. From Brownsville to Bay Ridge. In predominantly Black and brown neighborhoods in East New York and Flatbush. In Williamsburg and Park Slope too. Police take people’s freedom without having legal authority to do it.
I’m sorry this happened to you. I’m sorry they treated you this way.