About one week ago I crossed the Hungarian border. It was near Bački, sometime around midnight. We were between thirty and thirty-five people, there were four or five minors and ten to fifteen people my age and older. We got through on the first try and we kept on walking for about two hours. We saw a helicopter above us, it had a flashing light and they saw us. Then about forty police officers arrived and there were some women with them. They were kicking us as well. We hid in an apple orchard between the trees but they found us. Continue reading ““They beat the small children. They beat the children so bad they began crying””
I crossed the Hungarian border near Horgoš in a group of forty people. Some of us ran through the border and ran away. Fourteen people including me stayed behind and got caught. Six or seven police cars came with two or four police officers in each of them. They had two dogs with them.
The first thing they did was spray our eyes with gas. Then they made me and three other people take our shoes off and stand in the snow. They were hitting us with police batons and kicking. Continue reading ““They made [us] take our shoes off and stand in the snow””
I crossed the Hungarian border with forty other people. I don’t remember the name of the place; I don’t remember the date. Behind the border fence we started walking very fast for about five minutes. Then eleven others and I sat down, while the remaining twenty-eight walked ahead. Between twelve and fourteen police officers arrived; some in a car, some by walking. They had torches and were looking for us. We stood up and they came to us, started kicking us and hitting us on the ribs with police batons. I don’t know what the batons were made of but they were black, heavy and very hard. Continue reading ““They made us sit in water for about one and a half hours””