Unusual story for the Washington Post to run: 14-year-old Yazidi girl kidnapped by ISIS

The following story was in the Washington Post a week ago.  It's about a 14-year-old Yazidi girl after her village was taken by thugs from ISIS.

The thugs separated the villagers and shot the young men--including her brother.  She and her girlfriend were given to two ISIS commanders for pleasure.

I've condensed the story below.  Keep in mind that this was printed in the Washington Post, not some lunatic fringe publication with no journalistic integrity.  (That's a joke--I think the WaPo has zero integrity, but the majority of our self-styled "elites" seem to believe the things it publishes.)

Early on Aug. 3, relatives called us with terrifying news: Jihadists from the Islamic State of Iraq and al-Sham (ISIS) were coming for us. ...We scrambled out of town on foot, taking only our clothes and some valuables.

After an hour of walking we stopped to drink from a well in the middle of the desert. Our plan was to take refuge on Mount Sinjar with thousands of other Yazidis who were fleeing there, because we had heard a lot of stories about Islamic State brutality and what they had done to non-Muslims. They’d been forcing non-Muslims to convert--or were killing them.

Suddenly several vehicles drove up and we found ourselves surrounded by armed men wearing Islamic State uniforms. We were scared for our lives. There was nothing we could do.

The men divided us by gender and age:  Young men in one group, another for girls and young women, and a third for older men and women. The jihadists stole cash and jewelry from this last group, and left them at the oasis. Then they ordered the girls and women into trucks.

As they drove us away we heard gunshots. Later we learned that they were killing the young men, including my 19-year old brother, who had married just six months ago.

They brought us to an empty school in Baaj, a little town west of Mosul near the Syrian border. There were many other Yazidi women there who had also been captured by Islamic State. They told us their fathers, brothers and husbands had also been killed.

Then Islamic State jihadists came in. They ordered us to recite a Muslim creed and said that if we did we would become Muslims, but we refused. They were furious. They cursed us and our beliefs.

A couple of days later we were taken to a building filled with dozens of Yazidi girls and women in Mosul, where Islamic State has its Iraqi headquarters. The ISIS leaders told us we were pagans.  They kept us in the building for 20 days.  We slept on the floor and were only fed once a day.  Several times an Islamic State man came in and told us to convert to Islam, but each time we refused. As faithful Yazidis, we would not abandon our religion. We wept a lot and mourned the losses suffered by our community.

One day our guards separated the married from unmarried women. My good childhood friend Shayma and I were given as a gift to two Islamic State members from the south, near Baghdad. They wanted to make us their wives or concubines. Shayma was awarded to Abu Hussein, who was a cleric. I was given to an overweight, dark-bearded man about 50 years old who seemed to have some high rank. He went by the nickname Abu Ahmed. They drove us down to their home in Fallujah.

Abu Ahmed, Abu Hussein and an aide lived in a Fallujah house that looked like a palace. Abu Ahmed kept telling me to convert to Islam. He tried to rape me several times but I was able to fight him off.  Instead, he cursed me and beat me every day, punching and kicking me. Shayma and I began to discuss killing ourselves.

The men handed us cell phones and ordered us to call our families.  They’d made it to Mount Sinjar, where ISIS surrounded them and tried to starve them to death. After five days Kurdish rescue forces evacuated them to Syria and then brought them back to northern Iraq. Our captors ordered us to tell our families that if they traveled to Mosul and converted to Islam we would be released.  Understandably, our families did not trust ISIS so they did not make the trip.

On our sixth day in Fallujah Abu Ahmed and the aide left for business in Mosul. Abu Hussein, Shayma’s captor, stayed behind. Around sunset the next evening, he went to the mosque for prayers, leaving us alone in the house. Using our cellphones, we call a Sunni friend of Shayma’s cousin, who lived in Fallujah, for help. It was too dangerous for him to rescue us from the house so Shayma and I used kitchen knives and meat cleavers to break the locks of two doors to get out. Wearing traditional long black abayas that we found in the house, we walked for 15 minutes through town, which was quiet for evening prayers. Then the friend came and picked us up on the street and took us to his home.

He fed us and gave us a place to sleep. The next morning he recruited a cab driver to take us all on the two-hour ride to Baghdad. The driver said he was afraid of Islamic State but offered to help us for God’s sake. We dressed like local women and covered our faces with a niqab, leaving only our eyes visible. Mahmoud gave us fake student IDs in case we were stopped at checkpoints.

In Baghdad the family friends gave us ID cards that enabled us to board a flight to Irbil, the capital of Kurdistan in the north. I still couldn’t believe we were free until our plane touched the ground. 

After so much fear for so many days, hugging my dad again was the best moment of my life. He said he had cried for me every day since I disappeared. That evening, we went to Khanke, where my mother was staying with her relatives. We hugged and kept crying until I fainted. My month-long ordeal was over, and I felt reborn.

That’s when they told me that Islamic State had shot my brother at the oasis. My sister-in-law, a very beautiful woman, is still captive somewhere in Mosul. 

Okay, liberal readers, I'd like your take on this.  Do you believe the story is factual?  Remember, it was printed in one of your side's iconic papers.

Do I think the Post is always truthful?  Not at all.  But I feel certain they'd never publish a lie that harmed The Narrative, as this story does.

If this is factual, libs, please tell us:  What force or entity or factor will keep what happened to this 14-year-old Christian girl from happening to you? 

Do you think the Islamic State jihadists will miraculously abandon their violent tactics? 

Do you believe that what will keep you safe is that they don't have any way to get to the U.S.?  Tell us exactly what factor you're relying on to keep you and your family safe.

I keep hoping you liberals/Democrats/"progressives" see some miraculous, saving factor I've missed.  But so far all I've heard is the usual deluded spoutings of liberal bullshit, like "They're really nice people who have been radicalized by awful, anti-Muslim U.S. policies!"

Or "The other nations of the middle-east will band together and defeat them."  Or "I'm not Christian so I have nothing to worry about."  Or one of my favorites:  "Everyone should be free to believe whatever they want, and if some people believe their religion requires them to cut off the heads of unbelievers, who are we to deny them that right?"

Tell us, liberals.  What's your plan to keep this from happening to you and/or your family?