I woke up to the sound of loud banging at our front door. It was 1:30 a.m. Soon Israeli soldiers entered our home and gave my father a document and made him sign it. My father later gave the document to the lawyer. The soldiers told me to put some clothes on and immediately took me outside and walked me for about five minutes to the centre of our village where some military vehicles were waiting.

 

When we got to the vehicles the soldiers tied my hands to the front with two plastic ties that were connected to each other. The ties were not tight. They also blindfolded me and put me into the back of a troop carrier where I sat on the floor. The carrier drove for about an hour to the police station in Etzion settlement.

 

At Etzion I was taken to see a doctor who examined me. The doctor removed the ties and the blindfold and put them back on again when he was done with the examination. I was then taken to a courtyard where I sat on the ground for about two hours. Then a soldier brought a chair and I sat on the chair for about six hours. During this time I asked to use the toilet and I was allowed. It was very cold. At one point a soldier slapped and kicked me lightly.

 

At around 11:00 a.m. I was taken to a shipping container where I sat on a chair. An interrogator then took me to an interrogation room. He was wearing civilian clothes. He told me his name was "Mousa". He removed the blindfold but kept my ties on. There was a camera and a tape recorder in the room.

 

The interrogator started to question me without informing me of any rights. Later he phoned a lawyer and allowed me to speak to him. The lawyer told me to remain silent and not to worry. He told me it was the interrogator’s problem if he didn’t believe me and that I shouldn’t be afraid.

 

The interrogator accused me of throwing stones at soldiers. He then told me there were confessions against me but he didn’t tell me who gave the confessions. The first round of interrogation lasted for about two hours. During this time I denied the accusation.

 

The interrogator then accused me of throwing Molotov cocktail at soldiers and of participating in a protest. I think he threw these accusations in to put pressure on me so that I would confess to throwing stones. I denied the accusation. The interrogator claimed there were photographs of me but he did not show them to me.

 

I was then taken to see another interrogator who told me his name was "Daoud". This interrogator was more aggressive and was swearing all the time. He banged the table and told me it was better for me to confess because the accusations make a perfect fit for me. I told him I had nothing to confess to. The second round of interrogation lasted for about an hour.

 

I was then taken to see a policeman who recorded my statement and then printed it out in Hebrew and asked me to sign it but I refused. I asked him to translate the statement and he read out all the questions and answers. Only then did I agree to sign the document. He then took my photograph and my fingerprints.

 

I was then released at around 5:30 p.m. and I went home by myself. I arrived home at around 6:00 p.m.