‘Guys! You Look Like My Children! Shame on you!’
- 31.08.2023, 19:06
A Belarusian woman miraculously managed to come back to Poland after a trip to Minsk.
Our reader Sviatlana wrote to the editors of Charter97.org:
I still can't help wondering at the naivety of the Belarusians who fled from repressions and who really want to go home.
All of us, who escaped because of the repressions, left this or that business unfinished. And it seems to each of us: you’ll come, re-register your apartment to your parent’s name, make letters of authorization for all legal actions, and then you can already live peacefully abroad, waiting for the day when the Motherland will call you.
However, my friend, who miraculously returned to Poland after such a trip, tells really hair-raising horrors.
“They were keeping us 24 hours in front of the Belarusian control after passing the Polish control. I could not fall asleep during this time even for a minute. Then, I submitted my passport to the Belarusian border control. They responded quite aggressively that I had to drive aside and wait.
My husband stayed there to get through border control, and I drove forward in some crazy state of mind and started to wait. My whole body was trembling. I realized that something had gone wrong. I got out of the car, went to the toilet and put on as many warm clothes as possible, put blood pressure pills in my pocket, took my anti-anxiety drugs, wrapped toilet paper around my arm and got out.
The drugs began to work, the trembling subsided, and I began to feel sleepy. But after about 1.5-2 hours the degenerates came for me. I went out, and they grabbed me by the arms and started to pull me forward. My memories are blurred. I was shocked then. I only remember that they were discussing an issue of a charge sheet against me. I did my best not to show that I was afraid, although I was feeling a great fear.
They ordered me to undress after they made my papers. I felt so ashamed. Four strong big men forced me to remove my clothing and to leave only panties on me. They examined the seams in my clothes as they were looking for drugs there. After examining them, they scattered it all over the room. I sat down on a stool, leaned over and hugged myself to hide my shrunken breasts. The only thing I could say to them was: “Guys. You look like my children. Shame on you.”
One of them blushed. I was sitting there for about an hour having only my panties on. Then, probably, some boss came in and said that they could let me go. Then I got through customs control. They checked everything and scattered everything too. But that didn't matter anymore.
I came to Minsk and engaged in my personal legal affairs. I was in Belarus for 10 days. I was not living there - I was existing. Every day in my homeland was very hard for me because I was waiting to be arrested.
Nevertheless, thank God, I’ve managed to come back to Poland. Now I understand that as long as the Lukashenka regime exists, I won't risk going there because there is no home that I love. There is a prison camp, jailers and degenerates can catch you and torture you.