(Clearwisdom.net) I am a Dafa practitioner from Hebei Province. At the end of March 1998, when I was only 23 years old, I was diagnosed with hepatitis. From then on, I had to live with the company of medicine bottles. In November 1998, my disease became worse and developed into hepatic ascites and hepatocirrhosis. Both my father and two of his brothers died from liver cancer. With the huge mental pressure and the physical pain, I felt that I was facing death all the time. I did not know the meaning of life, but I did know clearly that money, no matter how much of it I had, could not give me a healthy body, and that my relatives and friends, no matter how well they treated me, could not change my miserable fate.

Just when my life had reached its lowest point, a co-worker gave me a copy of the book Zhuan Falun, and I thus came to understand that one's illnesses are caused by karma accumulated over different lifetimes. I also understood that the purpose of life is to return to one's original and true self, and to assimilate to the fundamental nature of the universe, "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance." I strived to be a good person by strictly guiding myself with the criteria of "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance." I tried my best to always considered others first. My body has also undergone tremendous changes. For the past three years, I have not taken any medicine nor had any injections to treat my illnesses; and yet, I am healthier than ever. Being a Falun Gong practitioner, I feel that I am the most fortunate person in the world.

In July 1999, several people in the government abused their power and started to slander and persecute such a great cultivation way that teaches people to be good. I simply could not understand this. On July 20, I got on the train to the capital of Hubei Province. I wanted to tell the government that "Falun Gong saved my life and Falun Gong teaches me to be a compassionate person." I hoped that the government would listen to our appeal and revoke this bad decision. However, no one in the government wanted to listen to our clarifying the truth. I burst into tears when I told the police that I used to have hepatic ascites. All I wanted to do was to tell the government that "Falun Dafa is good" and "Falun Dafa saved my life." From ancient times until now, people all know that one should have a conscience. Falun Gong saved my life, so when Falun Gong was being slandered and framed, how could I still hide in my home? Because of my appealing, my work unit repeatedly tried to force me to resign.

In March 2000, seeing that numerous Falun Gong practitioners risked their lives and went to the Central Government's Bureau of Appeals to clarify the truth about Falun Gong, that a large number of the practitioners were put into prison and beaten up and many of them were even beaten to death, and that Teacher was being slandered, I felt that I could not just stay at home any more and I decided to go to Beijing to appeal for Falun Gong! However, even before I arrived at the Bureau of Appeals, I was intercepted by the police from the Hubei Province Xiangfan City's Liaison Office in Beijing and brought back to a detention center in Xiangfan City. Later I was transferred to a public security company, where I was detained for four months. In the end, I was transferred to a brainwashing class.

In the brainwashing class, I suffered inhuman torture. Six to seven policemen brutally beat me. They also made insulting remarks toward the photos of Teacher. I protected one photo with each of my hands. To force me to release my hands, they tied me up with a rope and forced me to squat there. When a policewoman made insulting remarks toward a photo of Teacher, I tried to dissuade her from doing such an immoral deed. She swore at me in a frenzy. I was dragged out once every several days. Four people lifted me up and dropped me onto the hard concrete floor. Then they would again lift me up and throw me onto the floor. They repeatedly abused me this way in order to force me to give up my cultivation. After this torture, several others came over to slap my face. I could not remember how many times they slapped me. The slapping made me feel very dizzy. After each round of torture they would ask me, "Do you still practice? Is appealing right or not?" When I answered, "Yes," they would beat me again. They claimed that in that place we could only tell lies and could not speak the truth. Under such harsh persecution, I was on the edge of breaking down. I suffered a relapse of my liver disease, from which I had previously recovered. I could not eat and I vomited out a yellow liquid that contained blood. When my grandmother came to visit me and saw that I had black and blue bruises on my legs, she was so scared that she experienced a relapse of her high blood pressure and was sent to a hospital. However as Teacher said, coercion cannot change people's hearts! Nobody can force me to give up my cultivation! I did nothing but speak out about the truth, "Falun Dafa is good." People should be allowed to speak out, as this is a most basic human right.

November 16, 2002