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Account of Persecution Suffered by Qiqihar City Falun Gong Practitioner Over Nine-Year Period
(Clearwisdom.net) I am a Falun Gong practitioner from Qiqihar City,
Heilongjiang Province. Because I have remained faithful to my belief in
Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance since 1999, I have been sentenced twice to
forced labor and locked up at the Shuanghe Forced Labor Camp in Qiqihar City. In
addition, I was incarcerated for almost four years in the Harbin City Women's
Prison, where I was made to do hard labor and subjected to various ruthless
tortures. Among other things, I was hung up in the air and swung from side to
side, and I was stripped naked and beaten. Walking on the cultivation path to be a good person Prior to Falun Gong practice I once broke my leg, severely damaging the
nerves, prompting the doctor to predict that I would be paralyzed in my
remaining years. Being physically and mentally miserable, I began Falun Gong
practice and went to the exercise site daily to study the Fa and
practice the exercises. I followed the principles of
Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance to be a good person. My leg gradually
healed, and I was able to work diligently at my place of employment. Why won't they let me be a good person? The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) regime banned people from practicing Falun
Gong on July 20, 1999. On July 22, 1999 my husband and I, along with many
others, went to the municipal building to appeal for justice for Falun Gong. We
asked for the release of our volunteer coordinator. Two loudspeaker-equipped
vehicles were parked in front of the municipal building and constantly broadcast
the regime's decision to ban the practice. Armed soldiers surrounded us while
the loudspeakers told us to leave immediately and threatened us. At the end, the
remaining practitioners were taken away and detained in a suburban school, which
was on summer break at the time. Practitioners from the same area were locked up
in one classroom. The policemen wrote down our addresses and phone numbers. They
escorted us to our local police station in the middle of the night and locked us
in small rooms, releasing us the next afternoon. From then on, our whereabouts
were monitored, our phone was tapped, and we were forced to write a
guarantee statement to renounce Falun Gong. Sentenced to forced labor for remaining firm with my faith On October 16, 1999, CCP officials in Qiqihar City arrested many
practitioners who refused to write the "guarantee statement." At 8:00
p.m., a few Longhua Road Police Station agents detained me and transferred me at
11:00 p.m. to the Qiqihar City No. 1 Detention Center. The guards put me in
handcuffs and shackles because I did the exercises. I was sentenced to one year
of forced labor for refusing to write the "guarantee statement." In
early December 1999, I was again transferred, but this time to the Qiqihar City
Shuanghe Forced Labor Camp, where I was subjected to savage torture in addition
to doing hard labor. I was released in June 2000. Arrested by special agents at Tiananmen Square for validating the Fa In order to appeal for Falun Gong, on December 16, 2000 I caught the train to
Beijing while carrying truth-clarifying banners. Walking on Tiananmen Square
alone, I saw numerous undercover policemen walking around. Standing in the crowd with a banner unfurled, I shouted, "Falun Dafa is
good!" A soldier jumped at me and kicked me in the chest. I fell down but
continued shouting, "Clear Dafa's name!" An undercover policeman
arrived and dragged me on the ground for a while. Then he twisted my wrist. My
arm made a popping noise, and soon I could no longer move my hand. Then he
dragged me into a police vehicle. Inside, I saw an undercover policeman hitting a woman practitioner in the
face. I tried to stop him, but he hit me instead. We were taken to the local
police station in front of the railroad station. Many practitioners there
shouted, "Falun Dafa is good! Clear Dafa's name!" We also recited
Lunyu together. They separated us, and I was sent to a detention center. They demanded my
name, but I did not tell them. Hence, they transferred me to the Dongsili Police
Station, where they demanded my name again. At 3:00 a.m., they interrogated me
again, but I still would not tell them my name. Then they sent me to our local
area's liaison office in Beijing. I escaped eventually and decided to leave home
to avoid further persecution. The vicious deeds of Jianhua District Criminal Police Division agents On January 22, 2001, I was arrested for clarifying the truth to people and
was initially locked in the same room with two other practitioners. We could
hear a male practitioner's screams of pain from the next room. Practitioner Li
Xingya and Han were arrested and imprisoned there, too. They took me to a small room in the middle of the night, where seven
policemen subjected me to the cruel torture, "Su Qin Carrying a
Sword." [The torturers forcibly pull one of the practitioner's arms over
her shoulder and another from behind, and handcuff both hands together that way.
After that, they force the practitioner to squat, with her head raised and body
straight.] It was extremely painful. They demanded to know my name. I
replied, "Dafa practitioner." Then, they took me into the room where
my husband was being tortured. He was in shackles and tied up, sitting on a
metal chair in the middle of the room. He wore heavy pants, and his face was
very pale. I learned later that they had shocked his private parts with electric
batons. He could not move his arms for more than six months because of the
torture. They asked me who he was. I replied that I did not know him. Then the guards
took me away. They cuffed my hands behind me, wrapped wet towels around my
wrists, tied my feet onto a metal chair with jump ropes, and then tied the
handcuffs onto the metal board on the upper level of a bunk bed. My entire body
weight was on my wrists. They pushed me while one guard shook the bed, and
another guard said, "Bring the electric baton. I will shock her sensitive
parts." Then they shocked my breasts with electric batons. After taking me off the
bunk bed, they put me on a metal chair and yelled, "Now tell us your name,
or else we'll hang you up again. Did you go to Beijing and unfurl banners?"
They took me to the Qiqihar City No. 2 Detention Center in the middle of the
night. Handcuffed, shackled and locked onto floor rings at the No. 2 Qiqihar
Detention Center While there, on the fifth day of the Chinese New Year we practitioners
recited "Lunyu" together. Guard Lu Zheng urged the guard on duty to
beat us. We protested, and the cell was in chaos for a short while. They brought a few other practitioners and me to the office. I said that Dafa
practitioners had not committed any crime. A guard surnamed Guo hit me in the
face. While he repeatedly hit me, I said aloud that Dafa was good. He screamed
that he would go get the "little white dragon" (a plastic tube with a
metal core) if I continued, but that did not make me stop. He then dragged me to another small room, where he put me in handcuffs and
shackles weighing 38 pounds and tied both handcuffs and shackles together. He
then tied everything onto floor rings. My body was bent over in the shape of a
bow. It was utterly miserable. When center head Lin Yonggui came to check in the middle of the night, he
pressed my collarbone acupuncture point with great force. Although it hurt
tremendously, I did not make a sound. Then he fiercely kicked my lower back and
demanded to know, "Are you going to say anything more?" I said,
"Yes." The next day, all of the practitioners started a hunger strike
to protest them torturing me. Because of that, they transferred Zheng Weili,
more than 20 other practitioners and me to the No. 1 Detention Center. My face was swollen and purple, and my eyes were bloodshot. They carried me
to the # 29 prison cell, where I lay down for several days. I requested and was
able to talk to director Yang and Hao, and I demanded my release. I also wanted
to sue the two guards, Lin Yonggui and Lu Zheng, for brutally torturing us. In March 2001, I was once again sent to the Qiqihar City Forced Labor Camp,
where I was locked in a small confinement cell and subjected to brainwashing. On
October 13, 2001, after posting a small placard with the words "Falun Dafa
is good" on it on a hallway wall, I was transferred to the Second Qiqihar
City Detention Center, where I was held for nearly one year. While there, the persecutors attempted to photograph us. Because we refused
to let them do that, practitioners Yang Yanqiu, Wang Shufang, Miao Xiaolu, Liu
Yongjuan and I were subjected to various kinds of tortures. Prison guard Lu
Zheng called us to the front hall, where there were several guards with cameras.
They gave us boards with our names on them, but we would not let them take our
pictures. They beat us with clubs and kicked us. They hit us on our heads and
bodies while we shouted, "Stop hitting us, Falun Dafa is good!" On September 19, 2002, they sentenced us to four years in prison and
transferred us to the Women's Prison in Harbin City. The Harbin Women's Prison On September 19, 2002, two guards accompanied us to the Harbin Women's
Prison. We set out before dawn and arrived at around 1:00 p.m. As soon as we
arrived, five of us, including Yang Yanqiu, Liu Yongjuan, and Miao Xiaolu, were
slapped, kicked and beaten. The perpetrators were team leader Lu Xping, guard
Liu Shuang and several criminals. They forced us to take off our clothes, made
us squat naked, put us in prison uniforms, and shaved our heads. They did not give us anything to eat for lunch but led us separately to
different offices, to begin our "reform." They tortured us by making
us squat, handcuffed us from behind, shocked us with electric batons, and kicked
and beat us. They shocked us with electric batons and then put us into solitary
confinement cells. Liu Yongjuan's face turned purplish black, and her head swelled up after the
beating. Miao Xiaolu was fixed to the floor ring in her handcuffs. I suffered
from excruciating pain on a metal chair in the cell. The next day, they again
took turns to beat and verbally abuse us. They used all kinds of ways to compel
us to write the "four statements" to give up Falun Gong. This lasted
for 27 days. Later they put us into the conference room and forced us to watch
brainwashing videos. During the night, they handcuffed us behind our backs and
made us sleep on the cold ceramic tile floor, which was quite cold since we were
in the North without any heat. The second day, we went on a protest hunger strike. They dispatched more
policemen and criminals to intensify the persecution. When they beat us, we
didn't cooperate with them and shouted, "Falun Dafa is good!" One
month later we were separately sent to the intensive training group, where two
criminals supervised each practitioner. They followed us everywhere and forbade
us to speak. Shortly after we were sent to the Middle Team, where four criminals
were assigned to monitor each practitioner. They used the system of "implication." Whenever a Falun Gong
practitioner did something the guards did not approve of, the criminals
monitoring her had points deducted from their score. They thus put the criminals
at odds with us. The inmates often beat us and forced us to do heavy labor. Team leader Zhang Xiuli tortured practitioner Ren Shuxian, who was from
Yichun City, by hanging her up for more than 20 days. Her feet swelled up and
bled. Practitioner Ding Huo and I were made to squat for more than ten days.
When Zhang Xiuli tried to torture Ren Shuxian again by hanging her up, Ren
jumped from the second floor and sustained a fractured heel. Once a provincial official in charge of rules and regulations for labor camps
and jails, accompanied by prison head Wang Xing, came for an inspection. I asked
to speak and expose the guards' wrongdoings. The criminals tried to stop me, and
the prison's surveillance chief Chen was about to beat me. I stopped them by
speaking righteously, "How dare you beat me while the prison head and
inspection person are around?" By that time, more and more practitioners
asked for an opportunity to speak. They put the practitioners into a solitary
confinement cell. In front of her, I exposed how Zhang Xiuli had tortured Ms.
Ren Shuxian and asked to remove their policy of implicating the inmates. After
being released from solitary confinement, because I kept protesting their
illegal acts, I was sent back to solitary confinement just about every month. In the fourth cell, we recited the Fa, refused to watch videos or listen
tapes that slandered Dafa. As a result, Wang Juyan was put into a solitary
confinement cell, and all of the other practitioners were handcuffed to the head
of the bed while sitting on the concrete floor. They were forbidden to sleep.
Xiao Lin instigated guards from the four sections and more than twenty criminals
to chase more than ten practitioners to run outside. They hit us with a baton if
we refused to run. An over 60-year-old practitioner was out of breath and bent
down trying to get a bottle of water. A guard surnamed Niu kicked the bottle
away and said, "No drinking!" In the evenings, they made us face a wall, sitting upright, legs straight,
and hands on the knees. If we moved slightly or closed our eyes, they would beat
us brutally. Some were tortured into unconsciousness. When they woke up in the
morning, their socks were found to be caked with dried blood, as the criminals
would poke their feet with needles. They also used a wooden club to hit one of
practitioner Piao Yingsu's toes, making the toenail come off. Criminal Wang
Fengchun also used a wooden club to hit her genital area. Practitioner Zhang
Yanfang was subjected to the most serious torture. Her face was swollen and the
rest of her body was black and blue. It was difficult to recognize her. They put Ding Huo, Tian Guiqing, Wang Hongjie, Guan Yingxin, Li Yushu and me
into a warehouse. We went on a protest hunger strike, and three days later they
force-fed us through a tube. I had a seizure on September 20, 2003 and passed out, probably because we
hadn't slept for almost 20 days, in addition to holding a hunger strike and
being subjected to force-feeding. They laid me down on a sponge cushion and
carried me to the new warehouse building. I was made to sit on the concrete
floor and forbidden to sleep. It was November at the time, and the warehouse
concrete floor was ice-cold. I stayed on this floor without a quilt or cushion
for more than two months while on my protest hunger strike. Because I refused to wear a prison uniform and resisted performing any forced
labor, in March 2004 the persecutors detained Ding Huo, Liu Liping and me in a
solitary confinement cell for four months. We were handcuffed all the time and
forbidden to use the restroom. I went on an eight-day hunger strike to protest.
The captors eventually transferred me to the Ninth Ward, where four criminals
monitored me. I was completely isolated from the outside. Criminal Qiao Qingyan
took the lead in brainwashing us. She urged other criminals to play music to
interfere with me and compelled me to watch the TV programs that slandered Dafa. I went on another hunger strike to protest the unlawful detention and asked
to be unconditionally released. They used brutal ways to force-feed me. One of
them would straddle my legs while another one pressed down on my stomach. Two
others held down my arms, while another held my head and force-fed me. I almost
suffocated twice. They even used a metal spoon to knock out one of my teeth. I
was skeleton-like, weighing only 35 kilograms (74 lbs). The Ninth Ward became the most notorious "reform" base. They
barraged us in turn, and we were forbidden to sleep around the clock. The
criminals read slanderous information to us. Wu Xiangfen was the one forbidding
me to sleep. They made me sit on the concrete floor to watch videos that
slandered Dafa. I recited the Fa in protest. Criminals Tao Hong, Guo Shuhua and
others, eight of them, rushed toward me. They took off my clothes and beat me
with a shoe from head to toe. The pain was almost unbearable. In June 2005, I was isolated again. Later on I was put in the same room with
those on night duty. After all this suffering, on October 26, 2005, I finally
gained my freedom. At present, my husband and numerous other practitioners still suffer in the
Daqing Prison. My husband was sentenced to 12 years. I lost my job and can
barely eke out a living. It is difficult for me to return home. Even under these
circumstances, the police always harass my family members and inquire of my
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