I was being raped over and over again in solitary confinement in Evin at the age of 17, and it was absolutely legal. Johnson 'put jailed Briton's life in danger' How much more can you take away from a person? One day, I looked around me, and I had lost my freedom, my family, my religion, my name, and my dignity. He told me I had to convert to Islam from Christianity. If he arrested my parents, I wouldn't have a home to go back to. "You'll become my wife, or I'll arrest your parents and your boyfriend." You're going to be in prison forever and nobody cares. "You had a death sentence for being an enemy of God. He took off my blindfold and looked me straight in the eye. They called me for interrogation about five months after my arrest. So you would respect your friend and go away. But then she would give you the look that said, "Get lost. If you knew the girl, you would go up to her and ask, "Where were you last night?"Īnd she would give you some lame excuse like, "They took me for interrogation and nothing happened". Sometimes girls were called for interrogation at midnight and they were returned to the cellblock at 5am with no visible torture signs. There was another form of torture in Evin. I was sent to 246, a public women's cellblock in Evin, where I was with a few of my school friends and many other young women. Image: Nazanin Raghiri-Ratcliffe has been in Evin Prison since June 2016 (file pic) With every strike, my nervous system would explode, and then it was magically put back together again, and I was wide awake for the next.
Why? Because our nerve ends are in our feet. This is the most common method of torture in the Middle East. They lashed the soles of my feet with a length of cable that looked like a garden hose but was not hollow. I would have done anything to get out of that room. I would have sold my soul with whipped cream and a cherry on top.
At that point, if the devil appeared and asked me to sell him my soul and he would return me home to my mum, I would. They laughed and put both my wrists into one cuff, and, as it clicked, my right wrist cracked. They handcuffed me and noticed that my hands would easily slide out of the cuffs without much effort. There was a desk, two chairs, and a bare wooden bed. I was in a small room with two men: Ali and Hamehd. They took me to another room where they took off my blindfold. :: Boris Johnson apologises to Nazanin Zaghari-Ratcliffe over 'anguish'
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