The Ambush: When Silence Turns to Terror
It all started with an attempt to be quiet. Just a half-second of silence, and then… “Cuckoo!” Like surprising a child, you know? But what we saw next was far from playful. Looking up, we spotted a group of terrorists, screaming “Allahu Akbar.” They’d found us, and they were charging.
The Violent Capture: From Tree to Human Ball
The peaceful scene turned violent in an instant. These guys weren’t messing around – they were aggressive and meant business. They yanked me from the tree and started dragging me away. I caught a glimpse of a helicopter in the sky and tried to signal that I was a woman, but that earned me a hard slap and a stern warning: “Don’t raise your face!” From there, things got rough. They realized I was slowing them down because of my leg, so they started tossing me between them like a human ball. My head took a beating, and I knew right then – that this was worst-case-scenario territory.
A Chilling Celebration: Victory Cries and Human Trophies
Picture this: a young boy standing in the middle of the road, screaming about victory. Then, a whole crowd joins in – men, women, children. It was the most terrifying part of the whole ordeal, seeing so many people celebrating and treating me like some kind of trophy.
The Hospital: A False Sense of Security
They took me to a hospital, but do not think that meant safety. Four men dragged me from the car and shoved me into a tiny room packed with 30 to 40 Arabs. As they put a cast on my leg, I tried to gather information, hoping for any chance to save myself.
Survival Mode: The Art of Giving In
At this point, I knew resistance was futile. Fighting back would only make things worse. I had to give in, keep faith in my heart, and remember – I no longer had the right to walk, speak, breathe, or even cry without consequences.
The Interrogation: Mistaken Identity and Misunderstandings
When they brought me to the first house, an investigator grilled me. He kept asking where I served, thinking I was a soldier. My outfit didn’t help – green pants and army boots made me look like military. I tried to explain I was just there for an art festival, but they didn’t care. From that point on, I was treated as a soldier – investigated, suspected, and treated worse than the others.
The Constant Threat: Paranoia and Dehumanization
These guys were paranoid about everything. They couldn’t get my earring off and thought it had a radio chip in it. One day, they came at me with wire cutters, ready to take my ear off just to get that earring. It was madness.
Surviving Each Moment: The Miracle of Breathing
Every day, every minute, every second – just breathing felt like a miracle. They tried to cancel me as a person, but I held on. In that environment, survival itself was an act of defiance. This harrowing experience of kidnapping and terror shows the resilience of the human spirit in the face of unimaginable circumstances. It’s a stark reminder of the ongoing threats of terrorism and the importance of global efforts to combat extremist groups.
