Help in Prison

The soldiers took me to an office where I was interrogated for several hours. “Who pays Jehovah’s Witnesses?” they demanded to know. “Do you work for the Eritrean Liberation Front? Do you or your father work for the United States government?” Although this could have been very stressful, I felt calm, thanks to Jehovah’s help.—Philippians 4:6, 7.

After the interrogation, the soldiers drove me to a house that had been converted into a prison and placed me in a 28-square-meter (300-sq-ft) room that was crowded with about 15 young women who were political prisoners.

Sometimes the guards interrogated and beat the prisoners. One night, at about 11:00 p.m., they came for me. When we arrived at the interrogation room, they made many accusations. They said that I did not support the government. And when I refused to voice a political slogan, two male guards beat me. The guards took me to interrogation sessions like this on several occasions. Each time, I prayed fervently to Jehovah, and I felt him sustaining me.