I was on my way home from school at around noon when Israeli soldiers chased me home. An Israeli intelligence officer approached my father and told him they wanted to arrest me. When my father asked why the intelligence officer became angry and told my father not to ask questions. He was the one to ask questions, not the other way around. The soldiers did not give my father any reasons for my arrest or where they would take me.

 

I was taken out of our house and my hands were tied to the front with one plastic tie. The tie was not painful. They also blindfolded me and put me in the back of a jeep where I sat on the metal floor. The jeep drove for about 15 minutes towards the police station in the settlement of Etzion. I was immediately taken for interrogation.

 

The interrogator removed the blindfold and immediately started to interrogate me without informing me of any rights. He immediately accused me of throwing Molotov cocktail at soldiers. I denied the accusation and told him this was not true. He then showed me pictures and wanted me to identify the people in the pictures and to confess against them. I told him I didn’t know any of them.

 

I was interrogated for about an hour. I was then taken to see another interrogator. The second interrogator did not inform me of my rights either. He accused me of throwing 20 Molotov cocktails at soldiers and of throwing stones on five occasions. I denied all the accusations. He showed me the same pictures and wanted me to testify that the people in the picture threw Molotov cocktails with me. When I refused he became angry and started to verbally abuse me. He called me "a son of a whore". The second round of interrogation lasted for about 30 minutes. I was then taken to a courtyard where I sat on the ground for about an hour. I was then taken to see a third interrogator.

 

The third interrogator was an Israeli policeman. Before interrogating me he told me I had the right to remain silent and the right to consult with a lawyer. He then called my school and talked to the headmaster about boys who throw stones at the main road. He then accused me of throwing stones at soldiers. I denied the accusation. He then printed out my statement in Hebrew and asked me to sign it. I told him I wasn’t going to sign it unless a lawyer translated it for me.

 

I was then photographed and fingerprinted. Then I was strip searched and taken into a cell at Etzion where I spent a night. The following day soldiers handcuffed and shackled me and put me in a troop carrier where I sat on a seat. The carrier drove for about an hour-and-a-half to Ofer prison, near Jerusalem, where I was immediately taken to the military court.

 

A lawyer was waiting for me in the military court. My father later told me he went to the court when a policeman told him I had a hearing but the soldiers did not allow him in and told him there were no hearings on Fridays. He also told me that he went to Etzion and asked to attend my interrogation but the soldiers did not allow him in. The hearing was adjourned. I was then put in a troop carrier and taken to Megiddo prison, inside Israel. The trip took about two hours.

 

I had three other hearings in the military courts. Each time I was transported from Megiddo and a dog was brought into the vehicle to sniff for banned materials but it didn’t do anything harmful. My parents attended the hearings and I was allowed to speak to them. I spent a few days in Megiddo and then I was transferred to Hasharon prison, also inside Israel, where I spent three days before I was transferred to Ofer prison.

 

I had one more hearing and the military court decided to release me on bail. My parents had to pay NIS 2,000. I was released on 22 October 2015, at around 11:00 p.m. and I arrived home at around 2:00 a.m. 

 

Before I was arrested I used to be an energetic boy and I was excellent at school. After I was released for prison I lost interest in school and became an introvert. I don’t say much and I am afraid of going to school. I was very frustrated with my lawyer who kept telling me not to even dream of getting out of prison even though I didn’t do anything wrong. I wasn’t given a date for another hearing.