Unspoken Epics ; The Bloody Day
It was evening that … we heard the sound of a whistle . we all stood in a line , the Iraqi officer called our name and we raised our hands to show our presence .
It was evening that … we heard the sound of a whistle . we all stood in
a line , the Iraqi officer called our name and we raised our hands to show our
presence .
By the report of Navideshahed ( IRAN ) :
It was evening that … we heard the sound of a whistle . we all stood in a line , the Iraqi officer called our name and we raised our hands to show our presence …. It was evening that … we heard the sound of a whistle . we all stood in a line , the Iraqi officer called our name and we raised our hands to show our presence , we were about 50 members who were moved to Mosul Prison . that was the mere night which we slept calmly .
Tomorrow morning as we woke up the Iraqi officers found out that we are from Iran got angry and started to torture .
It was evening that … we heard the sound of a whistle . we all stood in a line , the Iraqi officer called our name and we raised our hands to show our presence .
They asked us to insult Imam Khomeini … we all really refused … we could not stand hear such words , so they got angry and hit us by a cable , they hit us harshly and our body was sinking blood .
Now that was my turn … during the torture they did not let us to move , I knew it very well … I refused to insult Imam Khomeini like the other friends , as I entered the death tunnel they hit my body and face with a thick cable . I lost my control as I reached the end of the tunnel , they again started to hit me . They got scared since my death would brought them into a trouble. They stopped and took me to the health care .
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