I was detained at Al-Jalama checkpoint at around 6.30 a.m. I was with a group of friends going on a trip to Israel. When I arrived at the Israeli military checkpoint I gave the soldier my permit which allows me to enter Israel. I put everything in my pockets in the x-ray machine for inspection. An alarm then went off in the machine. The soldiers immediately closed all the exits, declared an emergency and arrested me.

 

I was taken to a room and left by myself. A short time later I was taken to another room where there was a female soldier and two security guards. The female soldier started to question me in Hebrew but I couldn’t understand what she was saying. Then a soldier started to question me in Arabic. He wanted to know where I bought my mobile phone and how much I paid for it. I told him I bought my mobile in Jordan and that I only use it as a camera. I was not informed that I had any rights.

 

I was then taken to another room and told to take off my clothes but to keep my underwear on. A soldier then used a handheld metal detector to search me. Then I was made to sit on a chair and a soldier continued to interrogate me. I was not permitted to put my clothes back on. The soldier asked me about my father and wanted to know why he was in prison. They also asked me about the mobile phone and wanted to know what I intended to do with it.

 

Another person started to ask me about people from the refugee camp who were killed and wanted to know whether I had any connection to them. They also asked me whether I took part in protests and demonstrations and whether I throw stones at soldiers. Then they asked me more questions about my father. I told them my father was a sports journalist and that he wasn’t involved in politics. The soldier accused me of lying to him.

 

I was then left by myself in the room and the air conditioner was turned on. I felt very cold especially because I had no clothes on. I started to bang on the door and asked them to turn the conditioner off but they did not respond. A soldier then entered the room, tied my hands behind my back with one plastic tie and tied the tie to the chair in a way that I couldn’t move. They did this to stop me banging on the door. The tie was painful.

 

Thirty minutes later the interrogator returned and started to question me again about the mobile phone. He wanted to know why I was going to Israel. I told him I was going on a trip and that I wanted to take pictures with my mobile phone. I remained in the room until around 2.00 p.m. when the soldiers returned my clothes and my phone, which was broken. They explained to me that there was a problem with the battery and gave me a document which explained what they did. I was then released. I went home by myself.