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This is what people are saying about life for LGBTI people in PALESTINIAN TERRITORY, OCCUPIED...
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(user currently living in PALESTINIAN TERRITORY, OCCUPIED) posted for gay readers on 06/08/2012 tagged with hate crime and violence prevention, human rights, laws and leadership , armed forces +10
The first time I talked to him was November. He had a nice profile on a dating website called tagged, I saw his picture and I liked him, I sent him a message, so he replied back that he wants to know me more.

We exchanged emails then we had a chat on msn messenger; he told me he is 32 yrs old , he works for one of the NGO's based in Ramallah and he lives alone, he said wants to meet me and he interested in a relation. So we exchanged mobile numbers, I gave him a number that I use only for dating men, then we started to talk daily, and he stripped for me once on cam to show me that he wants me.

Until he insisted on seeing me in real, we agreed on meeting that was mid December. I finished work in Ramallah. He called a couple of times to make sure I dint forget, then we met in the center of Ramallah , we shaken hands , he looked so regular , and he invited me to his place that was few minutes walking from the city center.

We walked to his place and he was telling me that he has been waiting for this day and he is so happy he saw me, and that he likes me a lot.
We arrived at his place, it was an apartment in a big building in Ramallah down town, it was semi empty so he told me he has just moved to this place that's why it wasn't furnished. I heard sounds of people in one of the rooms; but he told me it’s his flat mate.

His room was second room to the right we walked into it, and he had a bedroom and a closet, I sat on his bed, he told me "welcome to my place, am not gay am a straight guy, and am from General Intelligence”, it turned out that it was a trap.

He said he is going to prepare tea and asked if I want to drink anything, I said nothing, he went out of the room, closed the door, I heard him asking the guys in the other room to leave the flat, it took him three minutes to come back to the room, but I felt them like three hours, there was no exit to the room except for the window and the flat was on fifth floor, and I was so close to kill my myself by jumping of the window.

He came back and he sat on a chair opposite to me, he showed me his ID from PGI (Palestine General Intelligence). He asked me to take everything out of my pockets and put them on bed, I had my mobile my wallet and keys on his bed beside me. He took my wallet and looked in everything inside it; he saw my ID and my business card.
He started to talk and telling that he works for the PGI to catch gay men cause it’s now a phenomena in Ramallah and they want to stop it, he told me that now I work for them directly or indirectly I have to help them, I said “do u think I can help you to catch more people “, he said “not exactly but you should know that once we want you, then you have to attend.”

We had a long conversation that lasted for two hours, he asked me why I am gay, and why I date men, and he wanted me to give him names of men I dated so he can contact them and recruit them.

I was so afraid but I had to stay calm, and I couldn't leave cause he threatened me that he can give me a scandal at work and my family. Then I will lose my family and my job.

I went back home, stopped my email and closed my cellular, the ones am using for dating. He tried to call me on my business cellular, but he couldn't reach me because I blocked his number, I got some sms's saying that he tried to call me in January.

Promptly I started to look for a job outside the country, And I was lucky I found one. I left the country on February.
Since then, I dont feel safe in my own city Ramallah.
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