By Zhang Yue from Huadian City, Jilin Province

(Clearwisdom.net) My name is Zhang Yue and I am nine years old. The day before the Duanwu Festival (May 5, Lunar Calendar), Auntie Lu and I went to the big dam for a walk. Suddenly, two persons stopped us. They did not allow us to speak, and pushed us into a vehicle. The one named Fang dragged Auntie Lu by the hair and forcibly pushed her into the vehicle. I resisted, but Fang dragged me into the vehicle by force. In the process, my ankle was hurt and started to bleed. Auntie Lu raised one of her palms and started to send forth righteous and soon afterwards the vehicle broke down and it started to leak oil. The police officer made a phone call, and asked for another vehicle to come and take us away.

When we arrived at the Qixin Police Station, the police separated me from Auntie Lu. At first, one of the police officers questioned me alone, although according to regulations, at least two police officers must be present to interrogate adults, let alone children. The policeman asked me: "How old are you? What is your name? Which school do you attend?" I did not know what they planned to do and did not answer him. Later, another policeman came into the room and they both questioned me, but I did not answer any of their questions. One of them, whose name was Yang Feng, got very angry and slapped me on the face.

Later, they took turns questioning me. They asked my mom and dad's names, my home address, and so on. Since I did not know what they were up, to I did not tell them anything. However, when they asked my schoolteacher's name, I became cold and scared and I told them my teacher's name. The police ordered my teacher to come to the police station. When my teacher arrived, it must have been at least 1:00 a.m. in the morning, or later. My teacher told them who my parents are. Finally, they asked me to sign my name on a sheet of paper. I did not know what was written on it and did not sign, so the police asked my teacher to sign for me.

That day I was only wearing a skirt and a blouse. I squatted down and shivered all over with cold. I missed my mom and dad, and our warm home a lot. I thought, "What on earth are these people doing? Are they truly policemen? How can they even wear police uniforms? How come they beat kids? Why can't they just let me go home to sleep and be with my mom and dad?"

They would not let me go back to home until about 4:00 a.m. in the morning. Even now, I still can't stop shivering all over, even though I'm no longer cold. I fear those people who can simply abduct anyone off the street on a whim.

Posting date: 11/1/2004
Original article date: 10/31/2004
Category: Eyewitness Accounts
Translated on 10/24/2004
Chinese version available at http://www.minghui.org/mh/articles/2004/10/6/85915.html

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