I was born in the Soviet Union, and things were not easy for my family.  I am an only child, and my parents wanted to give me as many opportunities as they could so I would have a good happy life.  After looking into some things, they decided we would all move to Canada.  This was a new country, and unlike Russia, would provide us with many possibilities .

The first few years for us were very hard.  It was in Canada where I finally learned about the Cold War, and why many felt the need to call me a 'commie.'  

As the years passed, things became better for me, but not for my parents as they had trouble adapting to a country that was not theirs.  So they placed all of their hopes and dreams on me.  
I was intent on making a good life for myself.  I worked hard, and received a small scholarship to attend the University of Toronto.  After graduation I had my whole life ahead of me.  This however did not last long.  
I have never once in my life had a problem with the law.  I never did anything illegal and was a good citizen.  My only fault was that I completely had my guard down when a young male police officer decided to interact with me.
As a direct result of this 'interaction' I am now physically disabled for the rest of my life and spend about 99.9% of my day in bed.  The 'Special Investigations Unit' was assigned and quickly made it clear to me: I had no witnesses. It was my word against a Police Officer, so therefore it means nothing.  I have no case. If I know what is good for me I will keep my mouth shut.  
I have lost track of how many lawyers I've tried to contact.  Because I am making such a claim against a Police Officer I am avoided like wildfire.  I have no case.  
The only thing I had left to do is to write about some of my experiences in the hopes that others can read my story and not be as naive as I was.  I paid an incredibly high price for my stupidity, and I hope that I can prevent at least one other person from making the same mistakes.