I am 16 years old, and was expelled from school because I am a Falun Gong practitioner. The local police station had orders to watch my family closely, day and night.

In the evening on September 9, 2001, my younger brother and I went out to post some Falun Gong leaflets. After that, we spent the night at a friend’s house. Early the next morning, when I got home, I found that the director of the police station was interrogating my mother, trying to find out where I was. Later, they arrested me and took me to a room on the second floor of the local police station.

I was forced to sit on a small stool. There were two iron rings on the floor, one meter apart. I felt strange. I just tried to stand up and leave the room. However the policeman pushed me back to the stool. Half an hour later, a policeman came in to interrogate me. He ordered me to lift my head. When I refused, he pulled my hair. He shouted, “You and your brother posted some leaflets, is that right?”

I said, “It has nothing to do with my brother. I did it by myself.”

He asked, “Where did you get the leaflets?”

I did not answer him. When he didn’t get an answer, he got very angry. He slapped my face. I fell to the ground, and tears started rolling down my cheeks. He pulled my hair and kept on asking.

He said, “Someone reported that you posted more than 10 leaflets. If you tell me who gave the leaflets to you, I will release you.” I told myself that I would never betray other Falun Gong practitioners.

He slapped me many times, and left. Soon, another tall policeman came in with some shackles. He pushed me to the two iron rings on the floor and shackled my right hand to one of them. He sat down in front of me and kicked my chin and head with his leather boots. He kept asking questions. Then he stood up and slammed my head into the wall. He left without getting any answer from me.

Next, two policemen came in, one with an electric baton, and the other with pen and paper. They shackled my left hand to the other ring so that I could not move at all. They shocked me with an electric baton, and repeatedly slapped me, as they kept questioning me. To prevent others from hearing my screams, they locked the door. They shocked my hand, head, and even my neck. The shock was so intense that I lost control of my bladder. I was menstruating at the time. Both urine and blood streamed down from my pants. The shackles cut deep into the flesh of my hands. I started crying from the pain.

At last they asked me to stand up. I was too weak to stand. My head felt dizzy, my body kept shaking, and I could not even open my eyes.

I told them, “Before, when I watched TV, I learned that shackles and electric batons are only for bad people. I am just 16 year old and haven’t done anything wrong. Yet you use them on me like I’m a criminal.”

“You spread leaflets,” one policeman said.

                                                                                                                                                           I told them, “I just tried to tell people the facts about 277 Falun Gong practitioners being tortured to death. I didn’t commit any crime.” They were speechless. In the evening, I was taken to a detention center.

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