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What is the name of your state (only U.S. law)? IL
Here's what happened a year ago, I would appreciate some knowledge on if anyone involved broke any US federal or state laws. Thank you for taking the time to help me, and please ignore any of the spelling/grammar mistakes.
Alright, this is what happened.
The day was a Wednesday. I went to a school, a "homeschool collective". Now I can't go into exact detail of this school, but rest assured, I hated it. Every Wednsday we had a "Farm Day", where the entire school (ages ranging from 7 to 14, and I was 14 at the time) went to a Sufi Farm. Now at first, these days were fun times to help out a bit and play at the farm. However, they soon degraded into the kids going out to the farm for the day, and spending the entire time planting, weeding or cleaning out chicken coops (where we breathed in so much powdered chicken **** that most kids coughed for hours afterwards). This, naturally, put me in a bad mood sometimes. Now this day that I am now reporting is one of those days that I was in a bad mood. We now were sitting down to lunch, and it was nearly time to eat. Now another kid (around 8 yrs old or so), had a bit of fresh chicken skin stuck to his shirt from killing a chicken previously that day. Quite disgusting, but it was so. And the other kid named "Ben" (14 years old), picked it off the shirt, held it over my lunch (chicken pot pie?), and crumbled it over it a bit. Only a few flakes fell on it, but it pissed me off to have my lunch ruined by him. However, I did not react as I wanted to, and simply lightly lay it on his soup. He (always the devious troublemaker in they school), quickly removed it, went to an adult, and she took it, and (believe it or not) shoved it with one finger, HARD, into my soup. This was the snapping point, as the entire day's pressures and annoyances mounted, and released. I have always been quick to anger, taking after my father. Now, I took the bowl of soup, got up and hurled it away into the grassy field (we ate outside at uncovered picnic tables). I then ran down the farm's hill to the cars.
I took shelter in my father's car, calmed down a bit, and waited and thought of what to do. I was still mad, tired and overwhelmed. All I wanted was to eat my soup, finish up the day, and go home. Instead, my soup had a freshly dead chicken's skin put in it twice. I then noticed that "Murshid" (the spiritual "teacher" for the Sufi (Muslim) group) was walking towards my father's car (the one I was in). I calmed down as best as I could, and prepared for a possible argument. What I got was FAR more than I bargained for. He threw open the car door, and started yelling at me, while threatening to slap me across the face. He then slapped my across the face (knocking my $300 glasses off my face, and knocking them to the gravel road), and dragged me outside. The entire time, he was screaming at me, SCREAMING (and I mean screaming). I stayed polite and honest at first, but after he slapped me a few times, I got pissed and started getting less polite. At first I tried to resolve it, and then tried asking him to stop attacking me. This didn't work, and when he grabbed my by my collar and threw me out of the car (I nearly trampled my $300 glasses in the process), and banged me against the (my father's) car door hard enough to cause pain in my neck for over a week after, and leave a permanent dent in the door. After I started getting hostile (and who could blame me after this), he threw me to the sloped (grassy) ground near the car (we were in the gravel parking lot). Then, he sat on me, while attempting to stuff my hat forcibly into my mouth. At this point I'm swearing at him (again, who could blame me for this, I just got thrown to the ground and slapped), and he's yelling at me. He wants me to swear to never break any rules again/never be rude again (etc, etc… I can't remember perfectly), and I'm in shock. So, we sat there. For two (2) hours. I yelled at him, cursed, asked nicely, lied and more. Nothing worked, and he threatened to put me into a insane asylum (which has deterred me from telling anyone this story until recently). Now I was tall (over 5 ft. 5 in.), but he had a (very strong rock climber and worker) farm hand come try to restrain me. Oh, and there's someone spraying pesticides about 100 ft away (I still have NO idea what they could have told him to make him ignore a 14 year old kid being sat upon by a 54 yeah old man). Did I mention that I have a rather strong reaction to many foreign contaminants? Well, the pesticides and the heat (and no water), ended up with me having a MAJOR migraine. That sure didn't help either. My parents showed up, but they were so dedicated to this man, this "spiritual leader", that they just sat in watched (my father, my mother was send away by this "leader"). Well, long story short, I got released after a LOT of lying and crap, but I was spend. From that day onwards, I've hated him, and been scarred by this encounter.
Did he (the leader or anyone involved) break ANY US Federal or State (we live in IL) laws?
Thank you for taking a few minutes of time to answer me.What is the name of your state (only U.S. law)?
Here's what happened a year ago, I would appreciate some knowledge on if anyone involved broke any US federal or state laws. Thank you for taking the time to help me, and please ignore any of the spelling/grammar mistakes.
Alright, this is what happened.
The day was a Wednesday. I went to a school, a "homeschool collective". Now I can't go into exact detail of this school, but rest assured, I hated it. Every Wednsday we had a "Farm Day", where the entire school (ages ranging from 7 to 14, and I was 14 at the time) went to a Sufi Farm. Now at first, these days were fun times to help out a bit and play at the farm. However, they soon degraded into the kids going out to the farm for the day, and spending the entire time planting, weeding or cleaning out chicken coops (where we breathed in so much powdered chicken **** that most kids coughed for hours afterwards). This, naturally, put me in a bad mood sometimes. Now this day that I am now reporting is one of those days that I was in a bad mood. We now were sitting down to lunch, and it was nearly time to eat. Now another kid (around 8 yrs old or so), had a bit of fresh chicken skin stuck to his shirt from killing a chicken previously that day. Quite disgusting, but it was so. And the other kid named "Ben" (14 years old), picked it off the shirt, held it over my lunch (chicken pot pie?), and crumbled it over it a bit. Only a few flakes fell on it, but it pissed me off to have my lunch ruined by him. However, I did not react as I wanted to, and simply lightly lay it on his soup. He (always the devious troublemaker in they school), quickly removed it, went to an adult, and she took it, and (believe it or not) shoved it with one finger, HARD, into my soup. This was the snapping point, as the entire day's pressures and annoyances mounted, and released. I have always been quick to anger, taking after my father. Now, I took the bowl of soup, got up and hurled it away into the grassy field (we ate outside at uncovered picnic tables). I then ran down the farm's hill to the cars.
I took shelter in my father's car, calmed down a bit, and waited and thought of what to do. I was still mad, tired and overwhelmed. All I wanted was to eat my soup, finish up the day, and go home. Instead, my soup had a freshly dead chicken's skin put in it twice. I then noticed that "Murshid" (the spiritual "teacher" for the Sufi (Muslim) group) was walking towards my father's car (the one I was in). I calmed down as best as I could, and prepared for a possible argument. What I got was FAR more than I bargained for. He threw open the car door, and started yelling at me, while threatening to slap me across the face. He then slapped my across the face (knocking my $300 glasses off my face, and knocking them to the gravel road), and dragged me outside. The entire time, he was screaming at me, SCREAMING (and I mean screaming). I stayed polite and honest at first, but after he slapped me a few times, I got pissed and started getting less polite. At first I tried to resolve it, and then tried asking him to stop attacking me. This didn't work, and when he grabbed my by my collar and threw me out of the car (I nearly trampled my $300 glasses in the process), and banged me against the (my father's) car door hard enough to cause pain in my neck for over a week after, and leave a permanent dent in the door. After I started getting hostile (and who could blame me after this), he threw me to the sloped (grassy) ground near the car (we were in the gravel parking lot). Then, he sat on me, while attempting to stuff my hat forcibly into my mouth. At this point I'm swearing at him (again, who could blame me for this, I just got thrown to the ground and slapped), and he's yelling at me. He wants me to swear to never break any rules again/never be rude again (etc, etc… I can't remember perfectly), and I'm in shock. So, we sat there. For two (2) hours. I yelled at him, cursed, asked nicely, lied and more. Nothing worked, and he threatened to put me into a insane asylum (which has deterred me from telling anyone this story until recently). Now I was tall (over 5 ft. 5 in.), but he had a (very strong rock climber and worker) farm hand come try to restrain me. Oh, and there's someone spraying pesticides about 100 ft away (I still have NO idea what they could have told him to make him ignore a 14 year old kid being sat upon by a 54 yeah old man). Did I mention that I have a rather strong reaction to many foreign contaminants? Well, the pesticides and the heat (and no water), ended up with me having a MAJOR migraine. That sure didn't help either. My parents showed up, but they were so dedicated to this man, this "spiritual leader", that they just sat in watched (my father, my mother was send away by this "leader"). Well, long story short, I got released after a LOT of lying and crap, but I was spend. From that day onwards, I've hated him, and been scarred by this encounter.
Did he (the leader or anyone involved) break ANY US Federal or State (we live in IL) laws?
Thank you for taking a few minutes of time to answer me.What is the name of your state (only U.S. law)?
