(1)

He was summoned to interrogation, they entered me the room, they lifted the bag from my head, moments of silence as if they were years, the interrogator very coldly informed me that I would be electrocuted, I imagined that they would use that common Russian military phone in the prisons of the Arab world, which generates an electric charge when its wheel turns.

But the interrogator was generous with me, and he asked me to be electrocuted by a direct electric current from the electricity supply installed in the room wall, almost dead, screaming, I hear the interrogator informing me sarcastically that my note about my torture will be recorded in all honesty in my file.

But it will not change anything.

(2)

The strange thing is that Abu Ghraib prison, located (west of Baghdad), about 30 kilometers away, was built by an American company in the fifties, and now in 2003 it becomes a notorious American prison, in which all who resist the Americans, who invaded my country under the pretext of The search for weapons of mass destruction, which no one has yet found.

The prison consists of 4 floors, each floor contains 25 cells, and the investigation room is located on the second floor, and the whole place is a hotbed for security companies, mercenaries of police officers and intelligence men expelled or retired, from many countries of the world, and the Americans monopolize the tasks of prison guards.

In this hell, the task of the security companies is to extract information from the prison and present it to the American and British government agencies.

As for the translators, their kindest are the Bosnians, they speak Standard Arabic, are very kind, and they act professionally without foreign agendas, unlike Arab translators, and the Iraqis in particular.

The same is the case for doctors, most of them treat us cruelly, and a few of them sympathize with us and try to heal us as much as they can, so that some of them solidarity with us after we got out of prison, and we filed lawsuits in America, to the extent that some of them gave up their job and testified on our side before the American court.

(3)

The reception party is terrifying, I spend 5 days naked, tied in an uncomfortable position at the cell door, taking turns savoring my torture, placing my head on the floor, playing very loud and loud music with huge speakers for an hour;

But it stays in my head all day.

There are many types of torture, they target our will, they work to break it in any way, I ask myself, can these be human beings like us?

How can they do that?

Where did they get the idea of ​​cramming us in metal boxes?

We were left like this in a very difficult position, then urinating on us and throwing dirt, aiming their guns at our heads, preparing the trigger and then screaming: execution, or putting things on our private parts, inserting a broomstick in us until we bleed, and electrocuting us in sensitive places.

(4)

Heavy days go by in Abu Ghraib prison, counted in seconds, not days. I got used to the rituals of interrogation, starting a day before it, depriving me of sleep and food, and restricting me to an uncomfortable position, such as raising my feet and standing on tiptoe.

And when the time comes, they take me to the chief investigator, the one who as soon as you see him until you feel that he is the most hated person in the world, next to him sits another person who makes an effort to convince you that he sympathizes with you, and his third task is to record and write only, and the interrogation sessions are not without the presence of a woman who makes moves She was scandalous, even her clothes were scandalous, and sometimes she insisted on searching the detainee in sensitive places on his body under the pretext of searching for a tattoo or a mark.

I was usually interrogated while I was covered in a bag, just like the picture that you saw and it became the talk of the world, and when the electricity component comes, I feel as if it permeates my whole body, and that my eyes will take off from my head and sparks fly out of them.

But there is no objection to abandoning the ritual interrogation sometimes. One night, after the first watch, guards enter my cell, drench me in cold water, the chief interrogator enters with a soldier and a translator, telling me, “Did I not promise to send you to Guantánamo?” I present to you Colonel Bradley, director of detention. Guantánamo, he came here to you, and he will deal with you with what he has dealt with with the detainees in Guantánamo. "

(4)

I am proud of myself, as much as the torture of them was cruel, as much as I resisted them and did not give any information, the interrogators hate the strong of us, they hate him more when they realize that he resisted them as occupiers of his country, and they despise the weak, despise everyone who pleads with them, and in the end everyone gets his share of torture and harm .

On this day, when this picture was taken of me, I am subjected to the most horrific forms of torture, I hear their hysterical laughter, their abuse intensifies, I bite my tongue violently, blood flows from my mouth, spills on my chest, they call the doctor, he orders me to sleep on the floor, opens my mouth with the front of his shoe He wears green gloves, extends his hand to my mouth, sees the wound, tells them that it is normal, that the electric shock caused it, and that all the detainees have gone through this condition, advising them to continue their work.

“Why do you oppose us and resist us? We gave you freedom of opinion.” “We were looking for freedom of expression, but we were in your detention camp looking for freedom to urinate.” The conversation spins between me and the interrogator. Usually the interrogation sessions do not last long, they torture me during it, I feel paralyzed. I completely lose control of my body, a condition that lasts between 5 minutes to 20 minutes, and I assure you that during torture, one reaches a state of complete clinical death.

They bring me back to their cells, on normal days I could not sleep for more than two continuous hours, and even during those two hours I stayed in a state like daydreaming, between falling asleep and waking up from it.

I am proud of myself, as much as the torture of them was cruel, as much as I resisted them and did not give any information, the interrogators hate the strong of us, they hate him more when they realize that he resisted them as occupiers of his country, and they despise the weak, despise everyone who pleads with them, and in the end everyone gets his share of torture and harm .

(5)

I spend 70 days in this hell. The Red Cross insists on the release of everyone who was recorded by the American lists, and who was registered in the lists as a wounded warrior, as he was a prisoner of war, especially after the US State Department announced that the war was over.

Days pass by, events in my country overlap, and there are many parties, and prisons vary, some of them follow the Iraqi government, and others are subject to the American forces. I meet the families of detainees trying to pay sums of money so that their children are transferred from the prison of the Iraqi government where the torment is most severe, to an American prison where the torture is less severe .

I am establishing the Association of Victims of Occupation Prisons, my work is expanding, I meet detainees from all over the world, especially from Arab countries, and I have become convinced that violence and extremism come out of the cells of torture, humiliation and insult that people are exposed to in prisons.

But the funny thing is, if it is true that we say about this matter that there is something funny, that I meet former detainees from Arab countries, who included a case that they came to know called the International Monetary Bank case. I ask them cynically, this is inconceivable. Have you tried to rob a bank?

They say: No, but the matter is as follows:

The loans allocated by the International Monetary Fund to countries that fight terrorism are very soft loans, and to obtain them, the state, any country of our countries, arrests a group randomly, and they are often ordinary people or university students, and under the forms of torture the detainees confess things They did not commit it, then the state submits to the IMF a request for a loan, based on what it claims of fighting terrorism.

In my exile, I follow what is happening in my country, rather what is happening in our country, where the same circle of false allegations and accusations, then the desecration of land and honor, then arrest and torture, innocent people call them terrorists, and terrorists call them advocates of freedom and democracy, so I am still detained.

(6)

After my release, I undergo 6 operations in the left hand. I have a broken collar bone, and a knee injury that prevents me from walking without crutches. I am 56 years old.

But I cannot work, but now, after 15 years of this momentous event, I still cannot sleep in closed or dark places, haunted by memories and pain.

I always remember what happened to me on October 13, 2003, when US forces stopped me while I was on my way to work, and asked me if you were “Ali Al-Qaisi,” I answered yes, so I was arrested immediately, and I know later that the US forces pursued me for a whole month;

Simply because I decided to reveal to the world what the invading US army is doing in my country, I was fighting in peaceful ways by communicating with the international media to expose the crimes committed by the occupation in Iraq.

(7)

In my exile, I follow what is happening in my country, rather what is happening in our country, where the same circle of false allegations and accusations, then the desecration of land and honor, then arrest and torture, innocent people call them terrorists, and terrorists call them advocates of freedom and democracy, so I am still detained.