A 15-year-old girl from Pakistan was abducted from her home, raped, and forcibly converted to Islam from Christianity in June 2015.
She managed to escape from captivity in February, and shared her story with International Christian Concern (ICC), according to Christian Today.
Describing the night she was abducted, 15-year-old Komal said, according to Breaking Christian News:
I was sleeping along with my mother on a single bed during a power-cut time in my house yard.
At around midnight, five armed men with masks climbed over the boundary wall and entered into [our] house.
The armed men brutally beat the entire family and threatened them [with] severe consequences if they shouted for help.
Then, the kidnappers dragged me from my mother's lap to their car in the street. My eyes and mouth were covered with a piece of cloth and they took me to [an] unknown place where five of them raped me in front of each other, taking turns.
Her captors repeatedly abused Komal during the six months in which she was held captive.
"Burning my female parts with cigarettes was a routine exercise for them. Almost for two months they beat me every day for nothing and did not give [me] enough food to eat.
After almost two months of inhuman treatment and humiliation, they took me to the courthouse and forced me to put my thumb impression on a document that declared me the wife of a Muslim."
Komal said her new husband raped her for 2 months and then moved to another city, where he forced Komal to become a prostitute.
"I felt like dying every day... I had become a forced prostitute. He even hired a watch-woman to keep an eye on me almost round the clock," she said according to Christian Today.
Finally, in February, Komal saw her opportunity to escape and seized it.
Before sunrise, I managed to sneak away from the house to an urban area after walking about five hours. I begged for money from the people there to cover a bus fare and was able to reach my home after sunset on the same day.
I am thankful for this mercy and the miracle of rejoining my parents now. I couldn't stop crying when I hugged my parents and family for the first time.
One can hardly imagine the painful situation which I and my parents experienced. It was like rising from the dead.