By The Blaze. Nadia Murad was living a quiet life in Northern Iraq in 2014 when an unimaginable terror suddenly took it all away. ISIS jihadists kidnapped Murad and forced her into sex trafficking.
Murad, now 25, was recently awarded the 2018 Noble Peace Prize jointly with Congolese gynecologist Denis Mukwege. He is also an activist against sexual violence and specializes in treating women who were raped by rebel forces. Murad received the award for her activism against sex trafficking. . .
Following her year-and-a-half ordeal as a sex trafficking victim, Murad was able to escape while she was being transported out of Iraq. In early 2015, she went to Germany seeking refuge. A few months later, Murad began campaigning to raise awareness about human trafficking, the Guardian reported.
Speaking before a United Nations panel, Murad explained the part of the levity of what she witnessed:
“…the children who died of dehydration fleeing Isis, the families still stranded on the mountain, the thousands of women and children who remained in captivity, and what my brothers saw at the site of the massacre. I was only one of hundreds of thousands of Yazidi victims.”
(Read more from “ISIS Sex Trafficking Victim and Nobel Peace Prize Winner Tells Harrowing Story of What She Endured” HERE)
Nobel Peace Prize: I Was an ISIS Sex Slave. I Tell My Story Because It Is the Best Weapon I Have
By The Guardian. The slave market opened at night. We could hear the commotion downstairs where militants were registering and organising, and when the first man entered the room, all the girls started screaming. It was like the scene of an explosion. We moaned as though wounded, doubling over and vomiting on the floor, but none of it stopped the militants. They paced around the room, staring at us, while we screamed and begged. They gravitated toward the most beautiful girls first, asking, “How old are you?” and examining their hair and mouths. “They are virgins, right?” they asked a guard, who nodded and said, “Of course!” like a shopkeeper taking pride in his product. Now the militants touched us anywhere they wanted, running their hands over our breasts and our legs, as if we were animals. . .
“Calm down!” militants kept shouting at us. “Be quiet!” But their orders only made us scream louder. If it was inevitable that a militant would take me, I wouldn’t make it easy for him. I howled and screamed, slapping away hands that reached out to grope me. Other girls were doing the same, curling their bodies into balls on the floor or throwing themselves across their sisters and friends to try to protect them.
While I lay there, another militant stopped in front of us. He was a high-ranking militant named Salwan who had come with another girl, another young Yazidi from Hardan, who he planned to drop off at the house while he shopped for her replacement. “Stand up,” he said. When I didn’t, he kicked me. “You! The girl with the pink jacket! I said, stand up!” . . .
Attacking Sinjar [in northern Iraq] and taking girls to use as sex slaves wasn’t a spontaneous decision made on the battlefield by a greedy soldier. Islamic State planned it all: how they would come into our homes, what made a girl more or less valuable, which militants deserved a sabaya [sex slave] as incentive and which should pay. They even discussed sabaya in their glossy propaganda magazine, Dabiq, in an attempt to draw new recruits. But Isis is not as original as its members think it is. Rape has been used throughout history as a weapon of war. I never thought I would have something in common with women in Rwanda – before all this, I didn’t know that a country called Rwanda existed – and now I am linked to them in the worst possible way, as a victim of a war crime that is so hard to talk about that no one in the world was prosecuted for committing it until just 16 years before Isis came to Sinjar. (Read more from “Nobel Peace Prize: I Was an ISIS Sex Slave. I Tell My Story Because It Is the Best Weapon I Have” HERE)