I got this Email from a friend....I was very sad and upset after reading this....
For all of you who didn't read the Sunday Guardian
yesterday, here is a true
story of someone who has been kidnapped.
This is what our god forsaken country has become…..
*Kidnapped for life*
"I was stripped of all my dignity," she said
quietly. Hands covering her
face, she recounted the details of her kidnapping.
She had come to see me, because she read my columns
and felt that I would
understand and "feel" her pain. She wanted to tell
me her about her
experience:
Kidnapping is so organised. There are several groups
involved, with each one
performing a specific duty.
Team A, the abduction team, snatched the victim.
Team A handed her over to
Team B (the transportation team) at an undisclosed
location that was only
made known to it after a few calls from someone who
gave careful, specific
directions.
Team A did not know where Team B was taking her,
just in case the police
managed to arrest anyone from Team A.
Team B was responsible for transporting the victim
to the hiding spot and
handing her over to Team C (the guard team), which
was responsible for
taking her to the place where she would be
imprisoned until negotiations for
payment of a ransom were successfully concluded.
Team B did not know where Team C was actually taking
her to detain her.
Team D separately contacted the family to negotiate
the ransom. Team E
visited the family in full religious wear to say
that its organisation could
find her for a fee, and that the police were a
waste, because they were
probably in cahoots with team D.
Whom do you trust? Negotiation calls are made to
distant friends to evade
tapped telephone lines.
Whilst in captivity, one of her guards (X) tried to
reassure her that
everything would be all right; once the ransom was
paid she would be
released unharmed.
She cried constantly and could not eat. After three
days, she became weak.
She decided to keep herself alive because she was
able to hear her husband's
voice on the cellphone and he told her he was going
to pay the ransom.
Hope and tears mingled freely in her bosom. Later
that night, the guards
changed shift. A new set of men came. They played
cards and drank heavily.
She fell asleep, but was awakened by a hand on her
leg. She slapped it off
and collected a slap. Wide awake, she looked up and
saw all three of her
guards, dressed in their briefs alone, staring at
her.
She struggled, but was overpowered, and they took
turns raping her. They had
their way all night, invading and brutalising her
while their fantasies—and
her worst nightmare—became a reality.
At some point, her body became numb and lifeless,
paralysed by the assault
and humiliation. The next morning she was kicked and
told to "wash off
properly."
She heard them discussing the possibility of testing
for DNA with sperm and
mechanically washed in front of them.
She could not cry anymore. She had probably run out
of tears.
Later that evening, the shift changed again. She was
slapped and warned not
to say anything by the rapists before they left.
She was repeatedly raped by that second shift when
they returned the next
week, and she eventually confided in one of the
guards (X) from the first
shift.
He was most upset and said that was "not part of the
plan." He promised to
inform the "bossman" about her plight.
The shift did not change that evening, so she was
not raped. Instead, X
allowed her to speak with her family members, who
indicated that they were
going to drop off the money the following morning.
She was blindfolded and released. She did not tell
anyone about the rapes.
They were all so relieved to have her back, she
couldn't bear to tell them
that the ransom money was all in vain.
She wanted to scream and tell them they had
kidnapped her soul.
Two weeks later, after much thinking, she flew to a
neighbouring Caribbean
island and paid a secret visit to a doctor.
Her worst fears were confirmed: she was pregnant.
She had an abortion and
returned home. Not wanting to tell her husband what
had happened or risk
infecting him with some unknown STD, she refused to
be intimate with him.
"I was still kidnapped even after my release. They
kidnapped part of me for
life," she said.
She eventually confronted her demons and went back
for an HIV test. She did
not indicate what the result was, and I did not ask.
She said she was living against her own will,
because she did not want to
disappoint those who had sacrificed so much to have
her back.
No one has been arrested in connection with her
kidnapping to date.
This just goes to show that our country is totally f***ed
