(Clearwisdom.net)
I am Falun Dafa practitioner in Hebei Province, China. At the end of July 2003 the police officers, just like ordinary thugs, abducted me from my home. As they dragged me away, I loudly called out, "Falun Dafa is good! Falun Dafa is a righteous way! What have we Falun Gong practitioners done wrong?" Thus, a large crowd of people was immediately attracted. Deciding that this was a perfect opportunity to reveal the truth about the evil, I started to clarify the truth about Falun Gong and revealed the fact that these police officers were trying to illegally abduct me from my home. Looking defeated, the police officers admitted, "We don't want to do this, but we have to execute the orders from our superiors." Then, they started to pull me away.
Just then, my husband and son returned home, and started to struggle with the police officers. My son protested loudly, "You don't have any warrant for her arrest. This is illegal." The head of the police station replied, "I am the law. Bring all of them back to the station." An impure thought of mine surfaced. I started to fear that they might really take my son, a 12th-grade high school student, so I gave in and left with the police officers. All the way to the police station, I kept saying in the car, "Falun Dafa is good." When I arrived at the police station, the head of the Politics and Security section of the local police department presented a facade of kindness. "Why do you come here again? Do you not know that your case from last year hasn't concluded? You could have left your home and gone into hiding. Why do you stay at home?" (I realized I had a loophole as soon as the police officers arrived at my home. Teacher has given me hints in many forms before. I understood Teachers' hints but did not act on them.) I did not respond to his comments and concentrated on sending forth righteous thoughts. When he asked me to sign a prepared statement, I ignored him. Then, I was sent to a detention center. At first the detention center refused to take me because I didn't have a physical examination report. After the police officers begged them repeatedly, they finally agreed to take me.
As soon as I was thrown into the detention center, I decided that I must let all the inmates in my cell know I was a persecution victim, so I started to chant, "Falun Dafa is good. Falun Dafa is a righteous Fa." Then, I started singing "The Song of the Incomprehensible." (Draft translation subject to further improvement, "Gu Guai Song.") All of the inmates agreed with the lyrics. Some clapped and some asked me to sing again. I ended up singing the song the entire morning. Teacher said, "Every person you come into contact with in society is someone to clarify the truth to" ("To All Students at the Nordic Fa Conference").
At noon the head of the Politics and Security department produced a warrant for my arrest. The next day the Prosecutor's House filed a criminal charge against me, and told me they had done so. Then, a standing order from the People's Court was delivered to me. The entire prosecution process was completed in a flash. The inmates in my cell asked me why the process was so unusually swift. I explained to them, with Teacher's words, "The group of evil political scoundrels has never followed the law in dealing with Dafa disciples" ("Look at Things with Righteous Thoughts"). I thought to myself, "What they have decided does not count. It is what Teacher decides that counts." Then I decided that I must leave the detention center within seven days. (In hindsight, I realized that I had been wrong. I should not have stayed there for even one day.)
During my detention I went on a hunger strike. I refused to cooperate with the staff in any way, and did nothing but clarify the truth to them, including the police officers, the head of the Politics and Security section, officers from the Prosecutor's House, and staff from the People's Court. In the end they all lowered their heads and avoided looking at me directly. They admitted that they were being used by Jiang's regime because that's who paid their salaries. I explained to them, "You are persecuting those who try to become better people. When your superiors became depraved, you agreed to become their puppets, subjected yourselves to their manipulation, and atrophied your own moral values. Eventually you will perish as one of them." They looked each other and had nothing to say.
The People's Court sent me a standing order, asking if I needed an attorney. I was about to say yes when I thought, "I would be accepting the old forces' arrangements if I hired an attorney." I immediately declared, "Why would I need a lawyer when I did not commit any crime?" As I continued to clarify the truth to them, I could tell that in their hearts they agreed with me although they would not admit it. During the hunger strike, when I felt sick, I would recite one of Teacher's new poems: "A Great Enlightened Being does not fear hardship; Having forged an adamantine will; And with no attachment to living or dying; He walks his path of Fa-rectification openly and nobly" ("Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions"). By the time I got to the second line of the poem, any feeling of sickness would disappear. Whenever an attachment surfaced, a photograph of Teacher in a suit appeared before my eyes. I knew that Teacher was trying to encourage me to drive out all the impure thoughts. I asked Teacher to protect me.
On the morning of the 7th day of my hunger strike, I suddenly passed out and started coughing up blood. The inmates in my cell reported my situation to the head of the detention center, who then asked the head of Politics and Security to come over. Although I was lying on the floor, the inmates were afraid to move my body. Finally the head of the detention center and seven to eight other people carried me to a room. I refused to cooperate when they tried to take my blood pressure; I refused to cooperate when they tried to give me IV fluids. I kept on demanding to be released. Then they started threatening me, "If you refuse to cooperate with us, we will tie you to the death board.*" I refused to pay any attention to them. I cared about nothing other than sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate all the evil elements manipulating these people. Feeling frustrated and furious, they ordered a death board to be brought in, which was difficult to transport. This did not intimate me at all. The only thought on my mind was sending forth righteous thoughts. When they were just about to move me onto the death board, an order arrived, instructing them to take away the death board. When I heard the announcement, I burst into tears. I knew Teacher was about to release me from this place.
That afternoon several people from the People's Court arrived. The head of the detention center told them that I had not touched any food or water since I arrived, and that it had been seven days since I went on the hunger strike. It was then that I realized that my wish had come true. Then, the People's Court representative ordered my release. That same afternoon the head of the detention center opened the gate himself to let my husband carry me out of the detention center. He mumbled to himself as he walked toward the gate, "What kind of job am I doing?" All the police officers in the courtyard watched us leave. All the inmates, who witnessed the scene, were shocked and speechless. I knew very well that this was the power of Falun Dafa.
Later, I learned that during the past seven days my fellow practitioners outside the detention center kept sending forth righteous thoughts for me. My husband is also a Dafa practitioner. He kept calling the detention center, demanding my immediate release. They had planned to transfer me to a hospital that afternoon. They had decided that if the hospital found four types of illnesses in me, they would release me. Their plan was thwarted by Dafa practitioners' righteous thoughts. This story has proved that Dafa practitioners are one body. It also proved that, as long as Dafa practitioners steadfastly follow the Fa Teacher has given us, the old forces will have no power over us and Teacher will arrange everything perfectly for us.
*The "death board" (or "death bed") is a particularly hideous torture device. It is an iron or wooden board with handcuffs and shackles to lock the victims' four limbs into a stretched position. The victim is usually shackled to the death board for a minimum of seven days. As movement is completely restricted, muscles painfully begin to atrophy. In severe cases, the victim even loses control of bladder and bowel functions. The excreted stool and urine stay on the iron bed, resulting in an unsanitary condition. To save themselves the trouble of cleaning prisoners up, the torturers usually strip the victim down to a T-shirt or leave them totally naked, adding to the humiliation. Since the victim is not released from the board for many days, torture on the death board is usually coupled with the torture of forced-feeding. ("Death Beds" or "Death Boards" are in the "Torture by Devices" section of The Falun Gong Report 2002)
