Samira’s Story 6 Samira, a 45-year-old Rohingya woman, shared her experience with our team: My husband was killed in Myanmar during the riot. . I was terrified for my son’s life because my husband had already been killed. I only came to Bangladesh to save his life. After moving to Bangladesh, I enrolled my son in an Arabic school. I’ll never forget the terrifying incident that occurred in January of this year. That day, my world was turned upside down. I was critically ill and was referred to the MSF hospital in Kutupalong. .. After spending three days in the MSF hospital, I returned home. I requested that my relatives contact my son because I was missing him. He was coming home to see me after learning that I was very ill and had been admitted to the hospital. My son, who is 16 years old, wears a Kurta (a loose collarless shirt worn by Islamic scholars), and is a successful Hafiz (a Muslim who knows the Quran by heart). When he arrived at the checkpoint at Camp-8W, the police stopped him and began questioning him merely because of his Kurta. He told them where his house was, who his Maji (local leader) was, and where he was going. Two officers pointed guns at him from opposite sides, and another began beating him, accusing him of dealing meth. My son told them that he is not in any kind business and is only a student. Despite the fact that they knew he was not involved, they beat and tortured him in an effort to get him to confess to being a part of the meth trade. They snatched his phone as well as the 3,000 BTD (28 USD) cash in his Kurta pocket. Then, my son began pleading with them to take everything from him but the cash, while telling them that he needed the money to care for me because I was seriously ill, and he didn’t have a father. The police frightened him by pointing their weapons at him. While he was crying and begging with them, they continued to accuse him of being involved in the meth trade. Then, after brutally beating him to the ground, they took a picture of him. He continued to beg them and sob, pleading for the money to be returned to him so he could buy medicine for me. “If I were to pass away that day, no one would be left to take care of my children.