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The following survivors now living in different continents but gave similar<br />
accounts of being raped by CID in Manik Farm:<br />
“He lifted up my blouse and bra up over my chest exposing my stomach. One<br />
man held down my legs and the other man was biting my neck. I struggled to<br />
no avail. They started to get angry and started slapping me and kicking me in<br />
my legs and hips and were using bad words to me. One of them pulled my skirt<br />
and panties down on my thighs. He then started touching my vagina. He was<br />
touching my breasts. The other man took a lit cigarette and started burning me<br />
on the outside of my vagina. He did this two times. He forced my legs open<br />
and raped me. He had intercourse with me for a few minutes. I do not know if<br />
he ejaculated in me. When he was finished the other man raped me. He then<br />
rubbed his penis on my face. He ejaculated all over my face. I still had the gag<br />
stuffed in my mouth. When he was ejaculating on my face he was using bad<br />
words. He was saying all LTTE and Tamils must die.”<br />
(Witness Number Withheld for Protection Reasons)<br />
“My pants were down to my knees as were my panties. My top had been raised<br />
to my belly button. I noticed a lot of blood in my vaginal area. There was a lot<br />
of pain from my vaginal area - both on the outside and deep inside of me and<br />
in my lower abdomen and pain in my back. I also had a lot of pain in my<br />
breasts. My bra was still under my top but it had been undone. Later I saw that<br />
there were teeth marks on one breast but the pain was equal in both… I saw<br />
that there were two or three other men in the room. I was still half conscious<br />
and I do not remember what they were wearing. The men were not right next<br />
to me and were standing up. They were speaking in Sinhalese. I could not<br />
understand what they were saying but they were looking at me and were<br />
laughing. Those men left and I was all alone. It took me a while to fully wake up<br />
and be able to stand up and try and sort my clothes and hair. I walked out and<br />
my mother was waiting for me outside the tent and helped me walk back to<br />
our tent. She was not allowed near the main tent when I was in there. I walked<br />
up to my mother and hugged her. I wanted to cry but I could not as there were<br />
a lot of Tamils around and I did not want them to see me cry and think that<br />
something bad had happened to me. In my culture, if a woman is raped we are<br />
not treated as helpless victims and are looked down upon and shunned. Our<br />
lives are ruined and we will have great difficulty find a new husband. Even<br />
though I was extremely distressed, I tried not to show it.”<br />
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