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I got arrested for having a child.
My only goal in life was to have kids. My husband and I tried for many years. We're glad that IVF worked for us.
But the stress of everything had already worn her down. My husband was seeing someone else. Of course, I left him.
It didn't matter, though. I was so happy when I got home and put my surprise baby in her cot.
I heard a loud knock on the door and the words "Jordan County Sheriff's Department."
Say, "Are you Julia Peterson?"
"Yes."
"Julia, please put your hands behind your back."
"What?"
"Put your hands behind your back for now while I talk." "You are being arrested."
They asked me if my child was home by himself or herself. Which meant I had to be with her. They hit me hard and threw me to the ground at that point. yelled at me to cut it out. I wasn't fighting back! I really didn't know what was going on.
They told him in the back of the police car. Fertilised eggs were thought to be people because of a recent Supreme Court case. I was charged with eight counts of murder because I signed papers to get rid of the eggs that weren't needed.
The prison is a gross place. I was told I wouldn't see a judge until Monday. Saturday came around.
I went to the cafeteria on Sunday morning to get old food. There were three more prisoners sitting next to me.