A childhood belief about police

When I was four years old my aunt and uncle stayed at our house while my parents went on a camping trip. One afternoon they were driving my cousin and I who were acting up in the back seat. My uncle turned his head around and told me if I didn’t behave myself he was going to take me to the police station and give me the electric chair. I sat there thinking I couldn’t understand why my aunt thought that was so funny. Nevertheless, for most of my early childhood I believed every police station had an electric chair