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Their Dreams Became a Horrible Nightmare, they Must Do it Or could Die
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[QUOTE="letstalk, post: 17890710, member: 400726"] [ATTACH type="full" alt="httpsyoutu.be9zJI1C5X0tg.JPG"]351695[/ATTACH] I went to Saudi Arabia through a job contract because I thought I can work, I can wash and iron and cook, I can sew and mend, I can do dishes beautifully and polish the floors and brasses whatever the lady over there would like me to have her help out. But I did not find any of these. I only found prostitution jobs. I refused. The family who wanted me to come and work for them did not let me go outside. I literally was in prison. I was crying, hungry, frail, and very scared. I was traumatized. Although I managed to escape the house, I could not return back to my family back home. I was sleeping in hospitals or any places that could be as a sleeping corner. I became a homeless woman: I begged for food, money, and help. I did not know what to do or where to go. I had no spare or document on me. I was lost and physically and mentally ill. I then went to the Moroccan consulate in Saudi Arabia hoping and looking for support and the way back to Morocco, alas, the support was not their nor my request was accepted. I felt ignored, disregarded, and left on my own and the nighttime was coming and I had no food or where to sleep. My head was in my hands and I was crying and asking only God for help. Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice questioning me what happened to me. I told her everything because I was despaired for any help. She offered me a job in a man's house and I will be paid and safe. I accepted it but later realized she was selling me because the man wanted a return: my body. My situation worsened and I had to stay in hospital for four months. I lost my ability to move and now I become paralysis. The Saudi family seized my clothes and papers and reduced me to nothing and then left me without any feeling as a human being. When my mother knew, she was begging for my return and wanting me to die near her. The consul visited me and requested of me to sign a document if I wanted to have some money and return back to Morocco. I did sign his document but did not get any money. The only thing I got was my passport and I developed a disability for ever. A woman from Morocco with good heart heard what was happening to me and paid the flight ticket for my mother to come and bring me back to Morocco. I came in a wheeled bed like the medical emergency bed of ambulance and landed in Casablanca Airport. I went at age of 34 and retuned back to Morocco at age of 53 with no money or health. Many times I was a target for a rape but because I had the brown belt Taekwondo, I strongly fought back but it was not easy. --https://youtu.be/9zJI1C5X0tg-- [/QUOTE]
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