Okay so I during the beginning of quarentine i was visiting home and this cop approached me in a rather weird and strange manner. I had my earphones in and was walking my dog roxy, my friend at the time had a white truck so from the corner of my right eye as I enter my driveway a truck comes toward me as I go to the carport the car comes in clear vision and took one bud out, and thought I’ll just put roxy in the house and then turn and face the truck. Basically what I’m trying to say is the rcmp van truck crawled at a pace and then jolted the corner into my driveway that felt he would bump my ass into the carport.im part native yet look white but I feel the energy doesn’t sit right with me. turns out I gave him all my info because he made up a name of a made up missing persons case? There’s no such thing as Louise Hoskins in my area, not even province. I know my uncle isn’t a saint but to use him as idk excuse to question me when he doesn’t even know the person that even exists or what??? I just still get chills over it and how useless the scary experience is was when literally I felt my uncle could’ve been a murderer?