Two days before my arrest the Israeli police called my father at 3.00 p.m. and summoned him to Qalandia checkpoint where he was held until 2:00 a.m. and told he had to bring me to the checkpoint for interrogation the following day. They threatened that if he didn’t they were going to raid our home, smash it and arrest me by force. My father was detained from the morning until the afternoon where the intelligence officer met with him.

 

The following morning I accompanied my father to the checkpoint. We arrived there at around 10:00 a.m. and waited until around 2:00 p.m. Soldiers then took me inside a room and asked me whether I wanted my father to attend the interrogation. I told them yes I did.

 

My hands were then tied behind my back with one plastic tie which was painful. While they were tying my hands they slapped me and aggressively forced me into a jeep where they made me sit on the floor. This happened in front of my father who got into the jeep with me. The jeep drove for about five minutes to Atarot police station, in East Jerusalem. My father and I were taken to a room where we waited for about 30 minutes. I was then taken to an interrogation room.

 

As soon as I entered the room the interrogator asked me whether I wanted my father to accompany me and I told him I did. The interrogator allowed my father in and told him to sit down and not to say a word and that if he tried to say anything he was going to throw him out of the room and put him in prison. My father sat down and remained silent.

 

The interrogator replaced the plastic tie with handcuffs. He also shackled me and then started to interrogate me from around 3:00 p.m. until around 6:30 p.m. He accused me of throwing stones at soldiers near Qalandia checkpoint. He started to interrogate me without informing me of any rights. I denied the accusation.

 

The then showed me some photographs of boys from the camp and asked me to identify them. I told him I didn’t know them. The interrogator became angry and accused me of lying to him. He slapped me on the shoulder a couple of times in front of my father and started to yell and shout at me. I think he wanted to scare me in order to confess but I continued to deny the accusation.

 

Then he told my father he had to promise he would make sure I never go near Qalandia checkpoint and that if he ever receives information that I was near the checkpoint he would send the army to arrest me. He also told my father he had to bring me back to the police station if they ever summon me again for questioning.

 

The interrogator printed out my statement in Hebrew and asked me to sign it. I signed it without understanding what it said. He also made my father sign a document committing to bringing me back to the police station if they ever summon me again in case I am found near the checkpoint. Then I was photographed and fingerprinted. Soldiers then removed the handcuffs and the shackles and took me and my father to a jeep which drove us back to the checkpoint. I went home with my father at around 7:00 p.m.