I had to get the cops called to my house yesterday because my sister and I (she's 17, I'm 16) were assaulted by a relative. The paramedics (first response crew... or whatever) also came, because I sustained injuries from the assault (my head was bleeding and I had a tiny cut on my cheek... no big deal). Our parents were not home, but luckily, my sister's boyfriend was there and he defended me against the relative who attacked me, who eventually left (after the cops were called). So, the cops arrive. I thought I was supposed to feel safe around cops, right? Wrong. I felt rushed and humiliated. The cops were very impatient. After they arrived, my mom called and she was FUMING mad and probably scared. I was trying to calm her down and let her know what happened, then the cop sternly tells me "okay, we need you to get off the phone, the paramedics are here to check you out." I'm trying to get a word in over my mother, who keeps saying how she wants the relative arrested blah blah blah. I'm like "okay mom, mom, mom, MOM!" trying to tell her I need to go. While I'm doing this, the cop is like "we need you off the phone NOW." I finally got off, and I sat down while the paramedics looked at me. I'm crying a bit and I keep shaking and twitching. No one tries anything to calm me down, the cops are just staring at me, and they're joking around with the meds about how they had to get new computers or some shit. One of the meds gets me a tissue, but thats about it. Eventually my mom comes home, and the cops want to know if she wants to press charges. She says she doesn't want to (the relative who attacked me has a wife who is handicapped, and a baby to take care of). The cops are like "well, if you're not going to press charges, there's no reason for us to be here." They close their laptops, snatch them off the table, and say "okay. bye." I mean, what the fucking fuck? They were so rude and impatient, the fact that they were even there only further pissed me off. They could have at least shown SOME emotion. I mean, I was just punched and pushed around by a 28-yo, 200-lb man, I was scared. And jesus christ, my parents weren't even home. At least act like you feel sorry for me. /rant.