一回到牢房，“挟控”阿霞问我刚才跟看守去了哪里。
阿霞被调来这个牢房不久，我悄悄教她写字、学英文，我们相处的很好。
我一告诉她，她马上担忧的说：“你真以为共产党会给你伸冤？你知道吗？看守、包括三大队教导员一直明明白白对我们‘挟控’说：‘法轮功的人不听话你们就打她们！’”
别的“挟控”也告诉过我这件事情。
被关押人员背地里称三大队教导员“黑社会的皇太后”，说她心狠手辣、说话下流。
我对阿霞说：“我不是指望共产党给我伸冤，只是认为自己作为大法弟子应该任何时候都敢说真话、捍卫真理。”
“如果他们报复您怎么办？”
“我已经将这些置之度外。”
吃过晚饭后，我仍感觉非常疲劳、虚弱，坐在牢房的小凳子上都感觉想晕倒。
我只得静静坐着，一边想想怎么写。
晚上九点，我必须动笔了。
我向值班看守要纸，她只给了我三张。我请她多给点，她说够了，你不必写那么多，你身体虚弱，应该早点上床休息。
她的话让我想笑。她们每晚都剥夺我大量睡眠时间、甚至不许我睡，唯独今晚她们希望我越快上床越好。
牢房里没有桌子，我坐在小塑料凳上，趴在铁床上写。
看守频频走进牢房或走到牢房窗边叫我：“别写了，够了。”
我不理会她，一个劲埋头写。
三张纸写完后我又叫看守给，她又只给我两张。
写完后我又叫她给。
午夜来时，我虚弱的连笔都握不住了，手在发抖，大脑一片空白，我要晕过去了！
我赶紧把头趴在床上歇一会儿，心里拚命鼓励自己：坚持住啊！！坚持住啊！！你不能在这么关键的时刻晕过去啊！！快写啊！！清晨很快就到了！！
我聚起所有的力气，把头抬起来，攥紧笔又开始写。
我一刻没停的写了整个晚上。写完十七页证词时，已是第二天清晨七点。（待续）
(英文对照)
Xia asked me where I had been as soon as I came back to the cell.
Xia had lately been sent to the cell to watch me. I taught her English and writing behind the guards’ back. We got along very well.
She said worriedly after I told her, “Do you really expect the CCP to redress the wrong for you? Do you know? — the guards, including the Third Brigade chief, have always been telling us watching-inmates blatantly, ‘Beat those Falun Gong if they are not obedient!’”
Some other watching-inmates had also told me the same thing.
The inmates called the Third Brigade chief “mob queen” behind her back, saying she was evil, ruthless, and spoke obscene language.
“I’m not counting on the CCP to redress the wrong for me. I just think that as a Dafa practitioner, I should dare to speak truthfully and safeguard Truth under any circumstances,” I said to Xia.
“What if they take revenge on you?”
“I take no thought of that.”
After dinner, I still felt exhausted and faint.
I had to sit quietly on the tiny plastic stool for a while, meanwhile pondered how to write.
When 9:00p.m. came, I had to start writing.
When I asked the night guard to give me some paper, she only gave me three sheets. When I asked for more, she said, “It’s enough. You don’t have to write so much. You are weak; should go to bed earlier.”
Her words made me feel like laughing. While they had constantly deprived me of sleep, tonight they wanted me going to bed as early as possible.
Sitting on the tiny plastic stool, I used the bunk as desk (There was no desk in the cell).
The guard frequently came into the cell or went up to the cell window telling me, “Stop writing. Enough.”
I ignored her, just focused on writing.
When the three sheets of paper were spent, I asked the guard to give me more. She only gave me two sheets.
When the two sheets were spent, I asked her for more…
When midnight came, I was so weak I couldn’t even hold the pen, my hands were shaking, my mind turned all blank, and I was ready to faint!
I immediately rest my head on the bunk for a little while, desperately encouraging myself in my heart, “Hold on!! Hold on!! You can’t faint at such a critical moment!! Carry on writing!! Daybreak is coming soon!”
Gathering up all my strength, I lifted my head, clutched the pen and resumed writing.
Non-stop, I wrote the whole night. When I finished writing seventeen pages of my testimony, it was already 7:00a.m. next day.
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