We did that

Alazawi says that American guards then made her stand with her face against the wall for 12 hours, from noon until midnight. Afterwards they returned her to her cell. “The cell had no ceiling. It was raining. At midnight they threw something at my sister’s feet. It was my brother Ayad. He was bleeding from his legs, knees and forehead. I told my sister: ‘Find out if he’s still breathing.’ She said: ‘No. Nothing.’ I started crying. The next day they took away his body.”

I have read biographies of people who survived the brutal prisons of dictatorships, and they read very much like this. These days I wonder what country I live in. It is important to keep this story alive, and to make the public understand the scope of it.

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