It’s a cold February day and it’s a cold table. Sixteen-year-old Abda is asked to lie down on it. She must do as she’s told. There are people standing around her. One person rolls her clothes up to her knees, holds her feet, and opens her legs. She shuts her eyes tightly, hoping this will be last time she has to go through this.
One finger is steadily forced inside her vagina. It hurts, but she tries not to make a sound. The room is unsettlingly quiet. Just as the finger is slipped out and she hopes it’s over, it happens again. This time two fingers are pushed in, then one more, and finally four fingers are forced into Abda’s vagina.
