(Minghui.org) I distributed Falun Gong materials at a construction site in 2002. Someone reported me to the authorities and I was sent to a labor camp for three years. I lost almost all of my teeth and my hair turned completely white during the three years of torture.
The guards tried to force me to sign a repentance statement to say I would give up practicing Falun Gong. But I did not write one line against Dafa. My mind was filled with the Fa and I had a firm thought, “Follow Master to return home.”
The following are accounts from the three years of imprisonment.
The guards interrogated me shortly after I was sent to the labor camp. I ignored their questions and told them, “This is hell on earth.” They locked me in a cell. They forced me to stand on a brick with bare feet. Two inmates were assigned to take turns to watch me. I was not allowed to sleep or use the bathroom for three months. My legs and feet were so swollen that my shoes no longer fit. I was so dizzy that I could not tell what direction I was facing. My stomach was hard and my lower back was in such pain that I could not straighten it.
In order to avoid using the bathroom, I refused to eat and drink. The guards shouted, “We will not allow you to use the bathroom until you die!”
The guards arranged people to take turns to try to “transform” me. I told them the truth about Falun Gong but they hit me to stop me from talking. They had a certain quota of Falun Gong practitioners to “transform” and so they had to let me talk about my cultivation. I told them how Falun Gong healed my diseases and how I improved my morals.
They were frustrated with my persistence and found an instructor to “transform” me. I ignored the teacher and refused to sign my name on the form she gave me. Three people tried to force me to sign, but they failed.
I kept memorizing the Fa whenever I had time, and that helped me resist the persecution. Some practitioners could not suffer the torture and were forced to say something against Master and Dafa. I was deeply saddened. Master has suffered so much for us. He scooped us up from hell, healed our sicknesses and brought harmony to our families.
My husband brought me a copy of one of Master’s new Fa lectures when he visited me in the labor camp. Fellow practitioners in the labor camp took turns reading it with delight. Practitioners who were forced into being “transformed” read it. They were touched and their attitude changed. The guards sensed something was not right and began to search the labor camp, but they found nothing. I believe that Master helped us.
All of the prisoners in the labor camp got food poisoning from potatoes and we were all sent to the clinic for treatment. I had diarrhea and was extremely weak. I refused to have an injection or take the medicine. A guard sent someone to watch me in case I died. I had no energy and my stomach cramped up. I shouted in my mind, “Master, I will return home with you!”
The next day I recovered like had nothing happened. The prisoners were surprised and said, “Your Master truly took care of you!”
With Master’s protection, I went through the life and death tribulation and was released.
Thank you merciful Master!