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Hello, I am Fadi Bakr. I am collecting donations to leave the Gaza Strip with my family after the direct threat made by the Israeli occupation army because I spoke to the media about what they were doing to torture me when I was detained for 45 days and I was injured. The New York Times published my story. Please help me to survive

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The beginning of the torment

Fadi’s journey of torment began on the day of his arrest: “On the fifth day of the war, my apartment was bombed, and I had to flee to one of the shelter schools. When the famine became severe, I returned to my apartment in search of some flour and other necessities, in addition to my wife’s gold.” He left his home in a hurry, the home that brought him back to his wife, to whom he was married only two months before the outbreak of war. He moved only about half a kilometer away from his house, to the Al-Dahdouh intersection, and there were three people next to him. Suddenly, one of them fell to the ground, and then he heard the whistle of bullets raining down over his head. He was hit in the foot, so he began crawling on his stomach. As for the second young man, he fell to the ground and said the two Shahadas: While the third managed to escape with Fadi to a residential building near the Dahdouh intersection. The young man went up to the first floor, while Fadi crawled and hid in a small hole adjacent to one of the columns of the residential building. The sound of bullets coming from the military vehicles that were there at the time did not stop. “Copter planes, tanks, troop carriers, and military jeeps” surrounded the residential building, and the voice of one of the soldiers called out in Arabic: “Peace be upon you, get out of here!”

Fadi did not respond to the calls of the occupation soldiers armed with weapons and explosives, due to the fear and terror that afflicted him, so he continued to sit under the column of the residential building, while the sound of gunfire and the soldiers’ screaming did not stop, for more than 15 minutes.

The decomposing corpse

The soldier shouts at the top of his voice: “Which tunnel did you come out of?” Who is responsible for the cell? Confess!” A state of shock and astonishment struck Fadi, who immediately replied: “My name is Fadi Bakr, a civilian. I have no connection to the parties. You know more about me than I do about myself.”

He spent a few hours inside the tent, before an Israeli tank arrived and led him, with his eyes closed, to another place, similar to a “chalet.” The soldier asked him to sleep on the ground, and he responded immediately. He said: “A bad smell is suffocating me.” From a distance of 10 meters, he asked him to remove the blindfold from his eyes. This was a very harsh shock. “I was sleeping on a decomposing body full of worms.” The soldier opened fire around the body. Fadi, and here he realized that the soldier would not kill him, his only inquiries were: “Where is the tunnel?” Who is responsible for the cell?

He added: “When it became approximately 11 at night, an Israeli jeep arrived at the place and forced me to sit in the back seat. For the first time in my life, I find my head between my toes due to the many beatings I received.”

The military jeep actually transferred Fadi to a new stage of cruel torture. The whole time, he remained blindfolded and handcuffed, with blood bleeding from his body. When he arrived at one of the barracks, he met a doctor wearing a military uniform, who took him into the surgery room. “There was no anesthesia for the body. The doctor used a very painful cauterization system, and only gave me two solutions. The soldier returned me to a container inside a large barracks, and the whole time I was sitting on a tied chair with the prison number on it.” Here Fadi points out that he did not realize the name of the prison until after his release, and the leak of some of the pictures that were etched in his memory: “These scenes, and what will be narrated now, were inside Sidi Timan prison.”

Disco brix

In “Sidi Timan” prison, there is a special system of life there, based on severe torture. Sleeping in prison begins at ten in the evening and continues until four in the morning, and sitting is on the knees. Fadi stayed in the “container” for two days, after which he was transferred to the most violent torture. It is a container called “The Disco.” He stayed there for four days, and describes what happened to him there: “They stripped me completely, forced me to sleep on gravel at very cold temperatures, in addition to running fans to increase the cold weather, and above my head was a large speaker that was speaking.” A noise reaching about a kilometer, and they also put a stick on my genitals.” When they returned to him, they found blood pouring from his ears, and he had suffered from heaviness and swelling in his genitals. The soldiers dragged him to the investigation room again: “What is your name?” Where do you live? What are the names of your neighbors? Where are the prisoners? Did you participate in October 7?” Fadi’s answer was the same and did not change: “I am a civilian, I do not belong to any party or faction.”

After some time, Fadi proved to the investigator that he had not participated in “October 7” when he showed him a picture of him on his mobile phone, of him standing in the “queue” for bread, at one of the bakeries, at the moment of the “flood.” Fadi's proof in the photo made the soldier even more angry, so he beat him, deciding to send him back to the "disco" for two days.

The torture did not stop there. Authorities affiliated with the occupation intelligence transferred him to a building called “The Diapers,” where Fadi was forced to wear diapers for two days. Then they pushed him into a closed room, with no light and a musty smell, with an iron chair in the middle. «I sat on it, and the soldiers tied up

my arm. I was speaking normally before I lost consciousness for a while. I regained consciousness to find that my foot had exploded from the intensity of the electricity. Then the military doctor gave me an “Acamol pill,” and since I was unable to move or speak, the soldiers returned me to the “container” of the barn.”

Dogs for sex

He stayed in the barn for a few hours before the occupation soldiers rushed in and transported him through a military jeep, accompanied by two other young men, to a different place, where the soldiers removed the blindfold from the eyes of the three for the first time. With great force, the soldiers pulled the young man to Fadi's right, forced him to sleep on the ground, and tied his hands and feet. Suddenly, the occupation soldiers unleashed trained police dogs on the young man, to engage in the most horrific types of sex with him. Fadi says: “This is one of the most difficult moments I have seen in all the torture I was subjected to. It was all a pile, and this torture was another pile. I was hoping for death so that this would happen to me.” He added: “By the power and power of God, a security incident occurred in the vicinity of the prison, and the torture phase that was inflicted on one young man out of the three quickly ended, so they returned us again to the barn.”

The pain of torture became intense for Fadi. He began screaming and pleading with the jailer to provide him with treatment, or to bring him a doctor, without an answer, but “at the end of the next day, the soldiers transferred me to the hospital, which was near the container container of the barn, and when I was asking for something, or screaming... Because of the pain, the soldiers were beating me harshly, and their words were only saying: You are in a place where you have no right to ask for anything.

The way back

“You are now on your way back through the Kerem Shalom crossing, and I advise you not to behave badly at all, otherwise you will lose your life and the lives of your loved ones,” are the words spoken by a soldier inside the bus, bringing joy and happiness to the hearts of the prisoners after days of torture and pain. When the bus arrived, heading towards the “Egyptian Hall” road, the soldiers asked the prisoners to run, and after about half a kilometer, the released prisoners stopped running, because they felt extremely tired as a result of the torture, until they reached the “Egyptian Hall” to be received by the “Red Cross”, which He provided Fadi and the prisoners with him with the necessary treatments. In these painful moments, Fadi was thinking about his family, especially his mother. He is the only son with five daughters. He asked to make a phone call to his father, and they responded immediately.

Tears mixed with joy

Fadi called his father’s number, and his sister answered: “Hello?” Fadi replied: “Hello, I am Fadi.” His sister answered in surprise, “Who?” He replied: “I am a Redeemer.” Here Fadi's tears mixed between joy and pain, as the family had not known anything about him for more than 40 days, and he did not realize that his family knew that he was alive. When his mother heard that her son was alive, had been released, and was in the south of the Gaza Strip, she decided to pack her luggage and move with her husband and daughters from north to south.

Fadi's suffering increased greatly in the south of the Gaza Strip. He was afflicted with endless aches and pains. Among them was that he did not sleep and was unable to urinate or defecate for 15 days. He remained like this until an Egyptian doctor guided him to effective treatment. He says: “The torture I received inside Sidi Timan prison, I would not wish anyone to be exposed to it...