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What supports my statements? why did i make this page? Since I left Hungary in December 2019 From December to April: <br><br>
24- times. The police have checked my identity . Soldiers have checked my identity..!(Norway, Sweden,Danmark,Germany.Netherlands.) <br><br>
1- times I have been taken by the police to the police station. <br><br>
1- times I have had a full body search on the Swedish border and my vehicle was taken to a workshop for inspection. <br><br>
1- times: My vehicle has been broken into.<br><br>
1- Bmw car came to me in the back. Crash!<br><br>
1- Times: Soldiers have checked my identity..! <br><br>
1- times the rear windscreen was torn out while I was asleep (they said because I stole a light off their car) <br><br>
1- Times : A dog was set on me. <br><br>
I have had to get used to these. After I was robbed because since then such and similar insults have happened almost on a daily basis. <br><br>
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<h3 align="center"><u><b>2018 years. I traveled into danger!</b> </u></h3>
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I travel to Canada. I bought the air ticket for Budapest Reykjavik Toronto. I would have flown to Canada with a transfer in Iceland.Unfortunately I already had problems in Iceland. I was not allowed to get on the plane to Canada. I bought an air ticket to London and planned the rest of the journey back home by coach. I was able to get on the London flight . We finally arrived in London at Luton airport. As renovation was going on there I did not really have the opportunity to sit down and relax. I had been away from home for a week by then, and I had not had too much sleep. I started to look for where I could go to sleep. What seemed like a good idea then was going to Heathrow Airport, as it was a bigger space and warm and maybe I could sleep a wee bit. I couldnot get a good asleep there either, maximum for 30 or 40 minutes. I started panicking and become terrified.I badly needed sleeping.I made up my mind to go and look for Flixbus. I went out to the bus stop but I took the wrong bus, and when I realised it, I quickly got off and set out on foot towards the centre of London. As I was walking I saw that more and more people started to walk up and down around me.I do not really know of what! I reached a petrol station. A police car was there, I walked up to it but as I do not speak English I told him silly things and asked him to help! I walked on, all kinds of thoughts raced through my mind, what should I do? A police car came, I stopped it. As I was panicky, they were not too helpful, so I opened the back door and jumped into the seat! I had not done anything! I had never taken any drugs and I had nothing to fear from the cops. In theory! I was taken somewhere, supposedly the police station, but I will never learn it. There was a woman with two kids in the room, and how lucky I was, she happened to be a Hungarian interpreter! There they started my interrogation but at least they did not try to pretend that anybody would be interested in my misery apart from me. I have experienced this since then several times. They asked me why I wanted to speak to them. How can I react to that? I said I do not dare to go out, I am scared, they asked me of what? I said I did not know! I started to make a scene, talked a load of crap, I asked them to take me for a blood test or anywhere else, just not to leave me alone. They said goodbye then! I did not know what to do. I came out of the police station. I was going in one direction, which direction, I was not aware of, I did not care. Cars were coming, the drivers tried to frighten me People shouting. I remember going over a bridge, the people from the bus stop were following me. I kept on for some metres, then all I remember is that my strength failed me and I freely fell flat on the ground! The next picture was that I opened my eyes and did not know where I was, which was understandable, I just kept looking and looking, it felt like being in a box. It turned out, no, not in a box, just in a hospital! <br><br><br>
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<h3 align="center"><u><b>To be continued. Köln Germany</b> </u></h3>
I arrived in Köln, nothing special happened, I still could not sleep. In Cologne I got to the railway station, there obviously I did not sleep, a group of young people came who were playing tag all night... I drank a coffee at McDonald's. A lot of sugar was put in it! This was especially good as I have diabetes! I had not slept for several days and the coffee with sugar helped me reach good well-being. My phone was not working, I was on the point of fainting! I wanted to go into the shower room but the owner did not let me in! It would probably have solved my problems only for minutes. As for my appearance, as I wallowed on the ground in London.In hospital I only washed body but could not change my clothes as they were stolen. My hair was not shaggy just because I was bald. My trousers were pants in blood! I was not bleeding any more but I passed blood in my urine and the pants were the same. Then I spoke to a man on the phone. So I was in my train station where I almost fainted! As there were no seats free I sat down on the ground. That is when the security guards came and told me to stand up! I stood up but had no strength so I often had to sit down, and the security guards came again! The point is I almost fainted and panicked, that is when I went up to the policemen. I told them that I was very scared and asked for help. I was panicking! It was like a film shooting, there were a lot of policemen, they were marching maybe it was really a film. I fainted! I often had to sit down, and the security guards came again!So I was scared, I knew that I shouldn’t escape or hide, because it is safe here, so is the neighborhood. I went to the river bank, I wanted to wash myself. The water was so cold that when I put my hand in, it was hurting. I saw that under the bridge the pillar was big and what’s more protected from the wind. I went up to the bridge and there was a gap as big as allowed me to climb down to the pillar. Before I could survey the place, came a fire-fighting boat, and then the police. They helped me up the bridge, then took me to an ambulance. I wanted to leave, the policeman didn’t touch me but always stood in front of me! In football terms you would call it a give and go. I wasn’t in a state to protest. I was taken to a secure ward, and I wasn’t let out for four days, my roommate threatened me from time to time, he wanted to take away my phone. Not that he needed it, just for the sake that I wouldn’t have it. I was let out because my photo was put on Facebook and that they were looking for me. I stayed at Cologne airport for some days, I bought a sleeping bag and slept on a bench. I didn’t want to go home because it was no question that all this happened because of Hungarians (since then I have learnt because of whom). My fear was founded! I went home and because my keys had also been stolen, I couldn’t get into the flat. I didn’t have too much money, so I went to the hospital. I had been treated there for four years before because the doctor thought I was paranoid. I had more a panic disorder but you do not dispute with a doctor if you want to live. I went in and I was put in a secure ward. I didn’t understand! The judge and lawyer said it was justified! I went to the hospital voluntarily, I was exhausted, but I knew what I was doing! It was declared after four years of treatment for paranoia that I was schizophrenic! Thirty minutes conversation with the doctor! A couple of days later I was let out and I forced the door of the flat. I thought it was the end of my tribulations, but they were only just starting! Then I started working at Wb. I worked for two years, I traveled all over Europe. I didn’t go for psychological treatments and didn’t take any medicines! I did my work, I didn’t feel sick even though it was hard work. <br><br>
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Reykjavik – London 2018
Destination is Canada!
To be continued.
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