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I am Ahmad Nejati, a worker

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Ahmed Nejati Kargar

I was killed. He was 22 years old, born on 31 September 1366. On June 24, 2008, two days after the voting, I was arrested during public protests in the street. They took me to a place where I didn't know where it was at first, but there was a hell called Kahrizak. My family didn't hear anything from me for a week until two officers came to our house and searched our whole life and found nothing and told my parents that I was arrested last week near New Tehran. After that, my father went back and forth between the Revolutionary Court and Evin until they finally announced that they could release me by posting bail. I was transferred to Evin for the last two days. What happened to me in Kharizek made me talk less at home, my sisters circled around me and tried to pull me out of silence and isolation with jokes and laughter. And I used to smile at them and say that there is nothing, don't worry. But my mother couldn't bear it and kissed my bruised face with concern, when her eyes fell on the bruises on my sides and back, she cried and kept asking where did they take you? what to do with you I told my mother that where I was, they beat us all day and then they threw a piece of baked potato and a piece of bread to us on the floor full of blood in the detention center.

When I was released, I suffered a lot from kidney and side pain.

I was arrested again ten days later. On the 22nd of July, they took me to the hospital while I was unconscious, my kidneys had almost failed, my lungs were infected and bleeding. I was in a coma for ten days, and when I woke up, I asked the hospital staff to inform my family that they didn't know about me. They came to the hospital, but the staff didn't give them any information about my injury, but I told them that I had my eyes closed during the arrest. Being and hitting my head with a baton. They beat me so much that my kidneys failed and my back was bruised. Of course, I could not speak much because there were many devices in my mouth and I spoke with gestures and gestures. I passed away a few days later on August 15, 2008. My body was taken to the forensic doctor for an autopsy, the cause of death was stated in the hospital sheet!!! On August 17, 2008, my body was taken from the hospital and placed in the two-story mausoleum

The first floor belonged to my older brother Mehdi, I was buried there.

The case did not end there. The announcement of my death was published on the Nowruz website, which also announced the date and place of the funeral ceremony and the Haft ceremony. On the 19th of Shahrivar, in the program at 8:30, the state television announced the news of my killing as untrue and said that I am alive!!!

When they wanted to put me on the second floor of the grave of my brother Mehdi, who died in 2001, they broke the old stone and security officers came to take a video of it and announce that this family is a liar and this is an old grave and Ahmed is not dead!!! When my father heard this, he was very sad and told my mother that I should go to be with Ahmed. He was in Behesht Zahra next to my grave for three days and nights so that these damned people did not steal my body. Killing me and not stopping even after my death.

My family's complaint against the perpetrators of torture and murder is closed, but they still want to sue.

With all my pains and wishes, I joined eternity on the 17th of Shahrivar in plot 213, row 15, number 35 of Behesht Zahra.

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