What is it like to get beaten by “Soldiers”
In a dark night in Libya (North Africa ) The country of NO human rights.
The love story of my friend turned my whole life upside down and had a great impact in me at the same time.
It’s was a shiny day at 5:00 pm , me and my friend Mohammed in the car , i’m driving him to give his girlfriend Asma a present for her birthday , it was a lovely feeling for him and for me i was kinda happy and nothing to make me worry and i was glad that i was doing a favor for friend
In an empty neighborhood we were driving to the gym Asma trains in to give her the present the aria was suspiciously quite and no human walking around-at least that what we have guessed.
Here in the country of “Islam” you are forbidden to do such a thing means that no man can have relationship with woman.
she came out of the gym and then mohammed gave her the present and they talked for a 2 minutes.
all of a sudden comes a short brown man walking toward us who at the end we discover that he was her brother ali and had seen mohammed giving her the present out of the gym.
it’s supposed to be fine nothing makes you worry i wasn’t aware of anything else as what you’re thinking now nothing suspicious give it a moment.
ali came to us and happened to be mohammed is old friend he gently asked us if we can drive him to the corner of the street for a favor , we said Okay..! in that kind of situation in a dangerous world as a grown man you should knew that it’s not right to drive an anonymous , but we were teenagers at that time .
We arrived there to the place he led us to , their were bunch of people who turned out to be alis’ brothers and cousins from no where they started a fight with mohammed , i was worried and shaking didn’t know what to do and i’m thinking it’s meaningless fight it happens to everybody and my careless immature mind thought so
i decided to help my friend out ( still thinking it’s just a casual street fight and then life should go on it happens to everybody ).
as long as we start fighting them i realized that they over numbered us we start running away but in the middle of the way i remembered that i left my car there and i shouldn’t so that slowed me down , but Mohammed has gotten away and left me their alone .
While a was struggling in the middle of running bringing all the dust in my clothes and thinking the whole situation out a black tall man comes with a huge rock in his hand who turned out to be her brother Moataz.
I though of everything he could do with that rock but hitting me in the head i flashed out and started seeing black clouds falling to the ground while i start to think that it is not a normal everyday fight and it doesn’t happen to everybody in that moment i start to realize something were wrong
At the same time i was falling down in half flashed out they were over 20 men who were beating me up with rocks , parts of wood and even metal etc.
at that time in 2015 a war was running in Benghazi ( a city in Libya ) every guy in the streets has turned into the army and armed up.
Those who were beating me her brothers and cousins took were those kind of guys they took me in a rusty army car to a military unit to put me in a prison.
i was happy and thought that is the end i thought this facility is running by the government and they could help me get away from these cowards.
Unfortunately they said no you can’t let him here he’s too young i was 16 at that time so they took me back in that car and drove me to their neighborhood where they catch me in the beginning .
The sun has set and the neighborhood felt like a zombies map in black ops in the middle of the darkness i was in a rusty car surrounding by four coward , barbaric , ignorant and illiterate army soldiers with lots of weapons such as Akms , pistols and shotguns they started investigating me while hitting me with the back of their weapons.
Asking me about what Mohammed was doing with their sister and if he has touched her or not , and if i can tell them where he live to go and beat him or maybe even kill him.
Their wan no minute to be passed without one of them beat me with a different style or almost all different kinds of my body parts were bleeding .
At this point of my life i discovered that the heartburn of a cigarette doesn’t heart.
Because almost whenever they finish one they would put it out in my body but in the other hand the one that actually hurt the most and is truly painful is the car lighter.
They have heartburn me in my hand and lower back with it and it had left a mark in my body tell this day.
With all that beating and burning i was humiliated , angry , vulnerable and week teenager who got nothing to do , no way to get helped and on one to care for him.
My mind was filled with anger and violence thinking of the ways i can revenge.
If you’re not living in The Arab world you might found this unbelievable or over dramatic but sadly that’s exactly what happened.
I was young i couldn’t do anything regardless of the thoughts that i will grab one of their weapons and start shooting them to end it.
Remembering all the action movies that i have had watched in my life and which scenario can i do here that would get me away from them.
After two hours they let me drive home with a car everything in it is broken ( My new car ).
All of that because i drive my friend to give his girlfriend a present in her birthday.
A human kind act that makes another happy.
This event made me think every night and day for three months without leaving my home i couldn’t go to the police station or anywhere to report because as they say i’m the one wrong.
They were saying and i quote :
how !!!!
“ Just how can you help your friend give a present to a girl”
“How can you help your friend talk to a girl”.
With all those people who were blaming me the only thing that had kept me not responding to the violence ideas i have for revenge is my father, he would come to talk to me every day at night and explain to me aspects of life and led me to think of the bright side and how could things have gone otherwise.
He made me realize that i was lucky enough to get out of it alive and told me something that i wouldn’t forget my whole life and i quote :
“Either you go for a revenge and you will have a lot of dumb tanagers who would help you with that or stay at home and thank Allah for what you have and move on”.
After that event i didn’t talk to any girl for 3 years, i have reached my Rock bottom for the first time in life,it has changed me and made me focus-made me think of every step i take-every thing i do-even every thing i say .
It has kept a sign in me that i won’t forget my whole life .
I don’t have any idea of how to write or tell a story , but i just loved the way here that i can think out loud of a dark side of mine that no one would believe and even can’t imagine.
I hope you always think of the bright side and Thank Allah for what you have and what could’ve happened.
I hope Allah bless you all.
In a dark night in Libya (North Africa ) The country of NO human rights .
The love story of my friend turned my whole life upside down and had a great impact in me at the same time.
It’s was a shiny day at 5:00 pm , me and my friend Mohammed in the car , i’m driving him to give his girlfriend Asma a present for her birthday , it was a lovely feeling for him and for me i was kinda happy and nothing to make me worry and i was glad that i was doing a favor for friend
In an empty neighborhood we were driving to the gym Asma trains in to give her the present the aria was suspiciously quite and no human walking around-at least that what we have guessed.
Here in the country of “Islam” you are forbidden to do such a thing means that no man can have relationship with woman.
she came out of the gym and then mohammed gave her the present and they talked for a 2 minutes.
all of a sudden comes a short brown man walking toward us who at the end we discover that he was her brother ali and had seen mohammed giving her the present out of the gym.
it’s supposed to be fine nothing makes you worry i wasn’t aware of anything else as what you’re thinking now nothing suspicious give it a moment.
ali came to us and happened to be mohammed is old friend he gently asked us if we can drive him to the corner of the street for a favor , we said Okay..! in that kind of situation in a dangerous world as a grown man you should knew that it’s not right to drive an anonymous , but we were teenagers at that time .
We arrived there to the place he led us to , their were bunch of people who turned out to be alis’ brothers and cousins from no where they started a fight with mohammed , i was worried and shaking didn’t know what to do and i’m thinking it’s meaningless fight it happens to everybody and my careless immature mind thought so
i decided to help my friend out ( still thinking it’s just a casual street fight and then life should go on it happens to everybody ).
as long as we start fighting them i realized that they over numbered us we start running away but in the middle of the way i remembered that i left my car there and i shouldn’t so that slowed me down , but Mohammed has gotten away and left me their alone .
While a was struggling in the middle of running bringing all the dust in my clothes and thinking the whole situation out a black tall man comes with a huge rock in his hand who turned out to be her brother Moataz.
I though of everything he could do with that rock but hitting me in the head i flashed out and started seeing black clouds falling to the ground while i start to think that it is not a normal everyday fight and it doesn’t happen to everybody in that moment i start to realize something were wrong
At the same time i was falling down in half flashed out they were over 20 men who were beating me up with rocks , parts of wood and even metal etc.
at that time in 2015 a war was running in Benghazi ( a city in Libya ) every guy in the streets has turned into the army and armed up.
Those who were beating me her brothers and cousins took were those kind of guys they took me in a rusty army car to a military unit to put me in a prison.
i was happy and thought that is the end i thought this facility is running by the government and they could help me get away from these cowards.
Unfortunately they said no you can’t let him here he’s too young i was 16 at that time so they took me back in that car and drove me to their neighborhood where they catch me in the beginning .
The sun has set and the neighborhood felt like a zombies map in black ops in the middle of the darkness i was in a rusty car surrounding by four coward , barbaric , ignorant and illiterate army soldiers with lots of weapons such as Akms , pistols and shotguns they started investigating me while hitting me with the back of their weapons.
Asking me about what Mohammed was doing with their sister and if he has touched her or not , and if i can tell them where he live to go and beat him or maybe even kill him.
