#Bahrain: The story of torturing Formula 1 Bahrain Circuit Staff via @BhTortured #F1

They attacked me while I was sitting on my office working .. They targeted the weapon to my head and dragged him naked insulting him and I was shocked completely, so I asked Bushara what is happening, but the latter slapped me on my face and insulted my mother's with the ugliest and dirtiest words. They put me on the ground, handcuffed me and they beat him severely. One of the intelligence put his foot on my face with the full weight of his body until I felt that my breath would go away. They dragged me on ground next to the elevator, they shouted at me: oh son of a whore, How many times did you have sex on roundabout?

They took me then to an isolated room, and there came to me a Pakistani cop. He slapped me and insulted me. Few moments later, the officer came to me pointing to my noble saying: Is this your baby girl? He started laughing hysterically and said you will never see her again as you are sentenced to death. I was bleeding nearly for two hours and then they pulled me, beat me, insulted me and kicked me throwing me in a bus full of the other staff who were not in better condition.

We, the staff of formula 1, have faced many insults, verbal abuse and torturing, in our way to Riffa station. When we arrived, a woman police laughed and asked the officer how many sheep you have? He said I have 25 sheep and one goat! , They got all of us in one room and put cloth on our eyes and asked us to face the wall beating us brutally. I was hearing the voices of my colleagues screaming as they were electrically shocked. When I was overwhelmed by torture, I screamed at them: "give me a pen and paper and I will sign and write whatever you want of charges, just stop".

I didn't feel my hands as they handcuffed my wrist so tight so that the blood does not reach to my veins. I received blows by whips and batons all over my body and my hands. The torture continued for long hours and the room was full of us, Formula 1 staff. When we asked for water, the response was the whips, water mains, and the answer was that: "you do not deserve even water and will not drink any drop". They insulted us with dirty words. The torture lasted from Thursday morning until the evening. By then, they dragged me to a room called the Chamber of "death". Everyone was in the corridor leading to this room started beating me with all tools come to mind!!

In that room, I fell over and fainted, but the doctor of Ministry of interior said to them, they can continue as there is nothing wrong with me. They torture was escalating in this room and my body was bleeding severely until I was in neurological status as my body stared shaking although I do not suffer from epilepsy. I fell down again and when I woke up I was shocked by more than 20 people around me carrying different tools. They started beating me and fainted repeatedly from the trauma, but they continue to torture without humanity up until they though I died.

Torturers shouted at me: how much is your salary? Why do you receive a higher salary than us? Whenever the salary of a staff was higher, his share of torture will be higher. I lost the ability to walk for days because of severe torture. Torture continued from nine in the morning until nine in the evening and it was capable of grabbing our soul. I was blindfolded and my hands were handcuffed. I was taken to investigation and the investigator asked for organizing a party due canceling the Formula in Bahrain. I told the investigator how would I celebrate canceling the source of my living? We worked a whole year for it! The investigator continued asking me strange questions.

Then, I was forced to sign papers that I do not know its content. After investigation, they piled us on top of each other on floor and we were bleeding .. I remember that one of my colleagues signed the cover of his eye, shook his head and smiling to me. He said to me that we will bear the injustice of these. A manager put a head of an employee in his lap while he was in pain. Then suddenly we were attacked by mercenaries and beat us with sharp instruments. They called me, but I was unable to stand. A mercenary came dragging my head and beat it to the wall. My face. my hands and my legs were frighteningly swollen. The police started laughing and they ask me about the colors on my body.

I was taken to the cell and my clothes were torn. I could not walk, so former prison tried to treat and someone else donated to me with clothes. While we have taken from Riffa station to Dry Dock station, we were exposed to the worst torture to the extent that a staff nearly died after being struck forcefully on the rib cage and he was then transferred to the hospital. They asked me to breathe deeply and when I did breathe they started hitting me hard on my stomach.

In Dry Dock, in the middle of the night. the mercenaries were attacking the cell, carrying their rods and their sharp tools. I fainted whenever I saw them forcing others to be naked and sexually harassing them by getting their rods in sensitive areas of their bodies. We stayed in jail for periods ranging to several months, and when we were freed, it was a difficult period waiting for the trial. But the case was closed for lack of evidence.


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