A Practitioner's Journey of Fa-rectification (Part 3)

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8. Dafa practitioners were mistreated

In the labor camp, the policemen beat up Falun Dafa practitioners everyday. One day, two thugs said that they should beat Falun Gong practitioners harder. I reasoned with them, but they still beat me up. Then I reported this to the police. Although the police said that he would try to stop the beatings from occurring, he didn't actually do anything to the thugs. In fact, the thugs beat me again just for my reporting to the police. Thus I got two beatings in no more than one hour. The second day, I couldn't even sit up. However, instead of punishing my perpetrators, the captain hung me up from my handcuffs.

On the second day, when the director of the camp, Mr. Jin, came to the center, I was still hanging there. I asked him to stop the persecution. But he said to me: "You are just like a dog who is to be kicked and beaten up by whoever wishes."

The next day, they took me down, but I lost the ability to walk properly and my arms lost all feeling. One fellow practitioner wanted to help me to go to the bathroom, but the warden didn't let him. He asked me to go on my own. I tried, but I fell down on the bathroom floor. Even so, they still asked me to sit on a small stool [a torture device] motionlessly for a long time. I wasn't able to sit straight, they then asked two people to support my body. In addition, they asked me to recite the camp regulations, but I refused to do so, as I did not regard myself as a criminal.

9. Under the intensive control

After I was put into the small cell for three months, they set up an "intensive control team" and I was the first practitioner to be intensively controlled in the small cell. I was under such control for one month, so I was in the small cell for a total of four months. Later, they put another two Dafa practitioners also on intensive control. Under the intensive control, we were not allowed to have lunch and we could only watch the wardens eat. In addition, we were only given half of the food given to other detainees for dinner. Our hands were always cuffed, even when we ate or used the bathroom. In fact, the wardens fed us when it was mealtime and they helped us take down our pants when we had to use the bathroom. Their whole intention was to humiliate us and watch us suffer.

Two practitioners had to sleep in a very tight place. It was summer and the windows had no window screens, so mosquitoes were always flying around. The floor was very damp. I developed scabies all over my body.

They forced Falun Gong practitioners to wear a special kind of prisoner's jacket as a uniform for identification purposes. I refused to put it on, because I didn't believe that I had committed any crime. When the other two practitioners saw me refuse to put on the uniform jacket, they realized they should also refuse to do so. Thus, they took off their jackets. Seeing this, the captain started to beat them up violently with electric batons, and forced them to go through various tortures. In the end, the captain hung them up, saying, "I'll hang you this way. See if you want to change your mind [to wear the uniform jacket]."

The second day, another director of the camp, Zhang Aiping came in to inspect. The captain summoned me to another room and threatened to hang me up if I still refused to wear the jacket. I rejected firmly. He then called in twelve men to slam me to the ground. They tried to sew the jacket onto my clothes so they pressed my hands tightly. However, whenever there was a second they loosened their grip, I would rip that jacket off.

One day, some former practitioners, who became brainwashed and renounced Falun Dafa while they were detained in the Masanjia Labor Camp, came to give reports. The Provincial Labor Education Bureau also brought some people trying to transform us. I was forced to listen to the reports. The captain again asked me to put on the prisoner's jacket and I refused again. At the meeting, those former practitioners talked about their evil understanding which they got from being brainwashed. Hearing this, I knew they were undermining Dafa so I reasoned with them. The deputy director of the Provincial Labor Education Bureau then came over to me and asked why I did not put on the prisoner jacket. I replied that I am a good person and I did not break any law, so I should not wear that prisoner's jacket. Moreover, I would also refuse to do hard labor since I was not a criminal. The deputy director was outraged at my words and he wrote down my name on his notepad. The captain then took me back and called in nine men to forcibly put the jacket on me. I was sent to the small cell afterwards and I had been staying there since.

(To be continued)