September 14, 2015 | Dictated by Xiao Jun, recorded by Ganye
(Minghui.org) I am certain that I would not be alive today if I didn’t practice Falun Dafa. Therefore, I asked a fellow practitioner to write down my story and send it for publication to the Minghui website. I want to share these stories, and the joy and blessings that Dafa has brought me.
Mistreated by My Family
I lived a happy life when I was a little girl. However this changed when I was 12 years old, when I was kidnapped at knifepoint by a hooligan. He tried to force me to go with him into the mountains but ran off when one of my brothers happened to pass by. However, my family did not comfort me after I returned home, but insisted that I had been dating my kidnapper. One of my brothers pushed me to the ground, cut my long hair and shaved my head. I struggled and cried but my family just stood around and watched. From that day on, I was nearly mute and had a very difficult time communicating.
My family thought that I was too pretty for my own good. They locked me up at home and forbade me to have any contact with others. They said that this was to protect me from bad people.
I was not even allowed to go to school. My former school teacher asked my parents to let me attend school, but my father told her that it was none of her business.
Neighbors whispered behind my back and gossiped that my parents locked me up at home because I had committed some bad deed. I felt even more humiliated and thought that only death would save me.
Unsuccessful Death Wish
I worked in a small factory at the age of 16. It was difficult for me to communicate or form relationships with others. Loneliness and depression were driving me crazy and made me think of suicide.
I took poison three times and thought about lying across a railway track.
The poison damaged my health, but did not kill me. When I thought about the railroad track an immortal appeared in my dream and told me that I was not allowed to die.
“The train would not even run over you,” he said. “It would derail and many people would get hurt.” After I heard this, I no longer thought about suicide.
When I got married, my family did not approve and so did not attend the wedding. This angered my new mother-in-law. She was already frustrated with me because I could barely talk. Therefore, my husband’s family hated me and frequently beat me.
My husband was lazy and refused to work. He also gambled and had extramarital affairs.
I became a hair stylist and opened a salon. The business went well. The profit from the hair salon was earmarked for my younger brother’s college education and to pay off my husband’s debts.
My health began to deteriorate two years after my son was born. I was diagnosed with cranial nerve palsy, breast cancer and other ailments, including heart disease. I had a stroke at the age of 29.
My mother-in-law was worried that her son would have to take care of me if I was bedridden, so she suggested that he divorce me. When I came out of hospital, I found that my husband’s family had taken everything, including our house and my son. I no longer had a home or a family.
Destiny with Dafa
During this most difficult time of my life, I had two dreams that foretold my future. One of my brothers visited me the day after I had the second dream and brought me some books. This brother was the one who cut my hair off when I was younger.
I opened the book Zhuan Falun, but my education had been so limited, there were so many characters that I didn’t recognize! I was so sad and began to cry. I cried and cried until I fell asleep on top of the book. When I woke up and looked at the book again, I could read all of the characters.
After I finished Zhuan Falun, I found that all of the questions I had about life were answered! I couldn’t have been happier. All the grim times of the past disappeared and I started to talk and laugh again.
I wanted to be a nun when I was younger, but no temple would accept me. I was told that my destiny had yet to arrive. Now I had found Dafa.
I returned to good health and my hair salon was booming. All of those around me knew that I used to be very ill and had returned to good health because I practiced Falun Dafa.
Now, living by the principles Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, I decided to visit my former mother-in-law and resolve the conflict between us. When she saw me, she regretted forcing me leave and returned my son to me.
One snowy evening, I slipped and fell. The X-ray showed that two bones in my wrist and one of my fingers were broken. I refused to have surgery, so several doctors straightened my arm and put a cast on it.
I asked Master to help me at the same time. The pain stopped and I felt a warm sensation pass through my injured arm. It wasn’t long before I could move my broken finger. The doctor was perplexed.
I removed the cast after six days and my arm was fine. One of my customers said, “Your arm healed so fast! I broke my leg six months ago and I’m still limping. Falun Dafa truly is precious.”
Policeman Admits that I Spoke the Truth
When the Chinese Communist Party began to persecute Dafa, the local police arrested me. They took me to a detention center, but I developed symptoms of illness, so the authorities at the detention center refused to accept me.
The police took me to a nearby hospital. I had often stayed there when I had health problems before I practiced Dafa. Although I had not been there for many years, one of the doctors recognized me. “I can’t believe she’s still alive,” he told one of the officers. “She had several terminal illnesses! It’s impossible that she could be a criminal.”
“She hasn’t committed any crime,” replied the policeman. “She was arrested because she practices Falun Dafa. She told us that Dafa cured her terminal illnesses, but we didn’t believe her. Now, we know that she spoke the truth.”
I told the doctors that it was Dafa that saved me, and that without Dafa I would not be alive today.
I returned home the following day and recovered in no time.
Category: Journeys of Cultivation