(Minghui.org) I was fortunate to become a Falun Gong practitioner in 1996. I have never had any doubts about Master, and have remained steadfast in my belief in Dafa during the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) persecution, which started in 1999. I have managed to get through various hardships and tribulations thanks to our great and compassionate Master and support from my fellow practitioners.
My life was difficult prior to practicing Falun Gong because of issues with my health, job, and marriage. I was very weak, and suffered from gynecological diseases and bronchitis. Although I was just over 20 years old, I looked like I was around 40. Almost all our family income was used to pay for medication and hospital treatments. My colleagues joked with me, “With your poor health, it would be very difficult to have a baby.”
I used to be an accountant, but the enterprise went bankrupt. On top of that, I was not satisfied with my husband, thus my future seemed to be hopeless.
My mother had been bedridden for 17 years before she started to practice Falun Gong in January 1996. After only one month of practice, she started going out to introduce the practice to others. Upon seeing the positive changes in my mother, I began to practice Falun Gong in order to become healthy. Due to the impact of the CCP's promotion of atheism, I had some problems understanding Master's book Zhuan Falun. However, Master nonetheless purified my body.
After practicing Falun Gong for a while, I became healthy and had a lovely daughter. My family life improved, and I also found a new job. I had hope, and could see a bright future in my life.
I followed the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, eliminated my bad temper, and stopped arguing with others. Whenever the previous section chief saw me, he said, “Through the changes I see in you, I believe that Falun Dafa is great.”
I was tracked and stalked in May 2007 by 610 Office agents and people from my father's employer, along with officers from the police station where I resided. They kept an eye on my bicycle outside my office downstairs. One day when I was about to go home, they pushed me into a police car and took me directly to a brainwashing center. When I was being tightly held by two police officers, I told them loudly, “Stop persecuting Dafa disciples and withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations to protect yourselves.”
As soon as I was taken into the brainwashing center, I was handcuffed to a headboard of a bunk bed in the basement. I wasn't able to sit or stand and suffered from tremendous pain. Being compassionate, I told the accompanying staff the facts about Falun Gong. One of the staff members let me wear her slippers to reduce my pain. They put their clothes over my body to keep me warm late at night. I told them that their kindness would be rewarded.
Brainwashing center officials arranged some people to stay with the Dafa practitioners who were being held in the center, and tried to force us to renounce our belief. I recited Master's lectures and sent forth righteous thoughts all the time, except when I was eating and sleeping.
I had a dream where I was flying to a high tower. I tasted a brick, which seemed sweet. The staff members I saw in the brainwashing center during my dream were too small to amount to anything.
I clarified the truth about Falun Gong from different angles and told people the importance of withdrawing from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. The police officers, who were supposed to “transform” us, said to the accompanying staff, “Learn from them!”
My mother became sick due to worrying so much about me. My father went to the police station and the 610 Office every day requesting my release. He clearly told those who arrested me, “You arrested my daughter just for your own career.” They felt that they had done something wrong, so they accompanied my father to visit me. They told my father who issued the order to arrested me.
My husband indulged in playing mahjong and didn't look after our 9-year-old daughter while I was being held in the brainwashing center. Therefore, my daughter was often hungry, so she had to make cakes by herself to have anything to eat. Sometimes, the cakes she made were not well baked. She often went to bed with all her clothes on, and with the lights on. Her hair became disheveled and her clothes were dirty. When her grandfather brought her to visit me, she didn't complain about anything and just held me tightly, in tears.
Because I refused to renounce my belief, the director of the brainwashing center took me to the confinement room and handcuffed me to a cold iron gate, with the excuse that I had not cleaned up the room. When I was taken into the confinement room, two male practitioners were there, who had been handcuffed for more than two months. One of them fell to the floor and injured his head when they took off his cuffs to have a meal. He was hung up again after his head was stitched.
After a short while in the confinement room, my legs became swollen and I suffered from terrible pain in my wrists and arms. The accompanying staff avoided the police and consoled me in a whispering voice. When others were not around, they felt sad for us. They were sometimes in tears, and tried to help us.
Despite the endless pain and long-term lack of sleep, I tried my best to keep my mind clear. I continuously recited the Fa and sent forth righteous thoughts to disintegrate the evil beings and factors that persecuted Dafa disciples and other people. I was determined not to give up, and asked Master for help. I felt like I was sitting in a wicker chair with both my hands crossed at the front, feeling comfortable without any pain.
Thanks to Master's benevolence, I was taken out of the confinement room after 14 days. My hands, feet, and legs were black and swollen. My arms were crippled and I was unable to raise them. The staff members who had accepted the truth about Falun Gong held me and cried. They condemned those who had tortured me. They were willing to listen to me and withdrew from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. Some of them memorized passages from the Fa and meditated when the guards weren't around.
A 16-year-old girl, who from a rural area, worked in the brainwashing center. She suffered from a strange disease that caused her to suddenly collapse and become unconscious. She had dropped out of school due to the illness. When she understood what Falun Gong was about, she started to study the Fa and do the exercises with me. She protected practitioners whenever she could.
She collapsed one day and several people took her into a room. Her mind wasn't clear and she shouted, “I don't want to drink it! I don't want to drink it!” with her hands moving back and forth. Several Falun Dafa practitioners were shouting her name and encouraged her to say “Falun Dafa is good!”
The girl gradually woke up, but her face was swollen as if she had been beaten by someone. She told those around her that she had been taken by two black-faced, grim-looking men from the corridor to the palace of hell, where her dead grandmother forced her to drink a magic potion. She refused to drink it, so she was slapped in the face. She later saw some Dafa disciples, who appeared like beautiful fairies flying in the sky. They shouted her name, and asked her to remember “Falun Dafa is good!”
She woke up after the King of Hell said to her, “I give you another ten years in the human world.” Her illness subsequently disappeared. This girl's experience had a huge impact on all the people in the brainwashing center. Despite intimation from the guards, she continued to protect Dafa disciples until she left the brainwashing center.
I continued doing the Falun Gong exercises after I was taken out of the confinement room. A week later, my hands and feet were not nearly as swollen as before. Staff from the 610 Office took me home after being notified by brainwashing center officials. My health soon returned to normal through studying the Fa and practicing the exercises.
Although I was held in the brainwashing center for seven months and became disabled, the 610 Office staff, along with my father's employer, often came to my father's home to harass our family in an attempt to force me to renounce my belief. They later had my younger brother fired from his job. I thus had no choice but to leave home and leave my daughter behind.
I now have a suitable job and my daughter has grown up, after suffering so much. My ex-husband, his parents, and his other family members have become aware of the facts about Falun Gong and have withdrawn from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. They also care about my daughter. My heart is peaceful and at ease, thanks to Falun Dafa.
Hopefully, my personal experiences can help more people to become aware of the CCP's true nature and prompt them to withdraw from it, so that they will have bright futures for themselves and their families.