(Clearwisdom.net) I used to be totally handicapped and could not get up from my bed. After learning Falun Dafa, however, I was miraculously able to stand. My parents also benefited from practicing Falun Dafa. Since my father refused to give up the practice, he was unjustly fired from his job. He was later sent to a forced labor camp for going to appeal in Beijing. My mother has also been sent to prison numerous times for practicing Falun Dafa. At the end of 2001, the police abducted her while she was distributing Falun Gong flyers and, to this day, no one seems to know where she is. Jiang's evil regime has thus destroyed a perfectly harmonious family.
At first, I was extremely stressed by all this persecution. However, after learning the Great Law, reading relevant articles online and by sharing my experiences with fellow practitioners, I now feel compelled to assist the Teacher in rectifying the Fa and eliminating the evil forces. Although I am not fully ambulant and cannot yet venture downstairs, I can still try my best to reveal the truth and bring salvation to people.
There are a lot of passersby below the place where I live. The 110 Office [110 is the emergency number in China, like 911 in North America] is located less than a hundred yards away. The police station is also quite close. I live on the sixth floor and the location has become quite obvious to the authorities in recent months. On January 19, 2002, I posted the following signs on the windows, balcony and walls, in big red letters, "Falun Dafa is Good," "Falun Turns Forever," "Stop Persecuting Falun Gong," "Release All Dafa Practitioners" and "Clear My Teacher's Good Name." A few days later, the police came knocking at the door. I told them with a righteous heart that my signs were not breaking any laws. I also reminded them that if they went by the rule of the law, they were obliged to unconditionally release my parents. They were not prepared for this and could not present any reasonable argument, so they left after a few minutes. Following this incident I wrote, "Evil Police: Return My Parents," and similar signs.
At around noon on February 4, 2002, I suddenly heard noises coming from the door locks. I knew that it had to be the police coming to wield their brutality, so I moved to the balcony. At the time, there were a lot of people on the street below, and I shouted to them about what the police were trying to do.
After about ten minutes, the savage police had broken through the anti-theft gate, and within a few more minutes, they had bashed a hole in the door, using a shovel. About ten police troopers smashed through the door. It seemed as if they were afraid of me. The leader pressed the front side of the shovel against my face and two other policemen, who followed, held me down. The rest divided into groups, each committing different malicious acts. Some went to rip down the signs while others ransacked the apartment. They put all my Falun Dafa books and materials, pen and paper, etc., into a large leather case and took them away. What amused me was the fact that they took knives and scissors as well. I can only wonder what kinds of lies they were trying to concoct with those items.
When they were finished, they wanted to take me away, but the leader finally said, "Look, no forced labor camp would ever take anyone with this health condition," and then they left.
They had injured my lips, my face was swollen and my body was aching all over. My belongings were scattered all over the house.
The Jiang regime's ruthless persecution of my family and myself is only persecuting those who are kind. I have just one thought when facing the evil, "Shed the light of day on their evil deeds, and let more people know the truth."
