What happened to me after I left the interrogation room.

This is something very depressing. I am referring to the suicide of the 14-year-old boy in Yishun. It reminds me of a similar incident that happened to me some time ago.

When I was 15 years old, I was called to go for an interrogation. I was confused, misled, humiliated and insulted in the name of interrogation. I left the station almost believing that I was responsible for the issue at hand. Though I knew that I was innocent, I was made to doubt myself.

I still remember the scene of me entering the office with my dad. The officer shouted at me, “So you are the one who is responsible!” My dad, who was a ex- policeman came forward to explain to the officer. Instead, he was told to get out. My dad, a businessman with at least 200 employees under him, was shouted at and had to watch me being brought into the office helplessly.

All the confusing statements, twisting of words, laughing among themselves, sudden shouting and of course, the ever famous banging on the table turned me into a very different person. When I left the place I was confident that I was guilty. It was only 2 days later that I came back to my senses.

At the age of 15, the whole world looks at you differently the moment they know that you have been inside the interrogation room. The treatment you get from the officers molds you into a very different person. I became fearless after the incident because no matter what, people would still blame me. That was the start of 4 years of how I wasted my youth. Of course, this happened 22 years ago and I just hope that the system has changed.
Thank God, after 4 years I was able to come out of it but it’s not the same for some- like this boy.

Rest in Peace Benjamin Lim.

If a crime has been committed, the person involved will have to face the consequences. But how we find out if the accused is guilty is the pressing question now.imgres

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