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That have inspired me to come forward and share this with you all. Once when I was little kid, I was about 9, 10, 11. Anyway I was at this program for the disabled along with my brother, and it was during lunch time. And I had with me at the table was a toy car, and when I came to the dinner table the staff told to put away, I refused. Because what staff didn't know was I using toys as fidgets. So they put me in time out, and took the toy car away from me. So here I am in the corner banging my fist on a vent. Next thing I know a staff member comes up from behind me and picks me up. Next thing I remember is seeing carpet come flying into my face and feeling this sharp burning as a scrapped upon the rug. Then they dragged me off into anther room leaving my shoes behind or one. Then they put me in some sort of warp that I remember them referring it to as "the taco". They then layed me down and told me to count to 100. But there was a problem, I couldn't breath. I began to panic scream and beg. And at that moment I thought I was going to die. Finally one of the staff members raised me up were I was able to as instructed. And later on they feed me a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich and gave the toy car back. Then when parents came to pick me up they told my parents that the injury's to my face were self inflected. And when I got home I wasn't feeling well I couldn't keep anything down. Finally my dad checked my eyes and took me to the hospital. And I was able to return home but it still took me few days for me to recover. Apparently my illness was the result of a concussion. Sadly though the staff were never charged for what they did to me. But I did hear there program was shutdown evantly.
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