(Minghui.org) The police broke into my home and arrested me in 2019 for practicing Falun Dafa. I was given a physical exam, taken to a detention center, and held under criminal detention.

I was tortured in the cell, but no matter how I suffered, I remained unmoved and was kind to those who harmed me. Master protected me for 10 days. Sometimes, I could hear Dafa music, at other times I could feel the turning of the Falun (Law Wheel), and sometimes I would recite Hong Yin in my mind.

The cellmate on duty didn’t let me sleep for the first two days. It was very uncomfortable, but I remained calm and confident. Perhaps her conscience kicked in, because she changed her ways, spoke to me respectfully, and let me sleep.

The person sleeping next to me was so close that I had nowhere to lie down, so I sat up. The cellmate on duty told me that sitting was not allowed because the cameras were watching. When I lay sideways at the foot of the bed, the cellmate on duty said I couldn’t be there and had to lie in my allocated position. However, the cellmate next to me left only two or three inches for me to lie down.

The cellmate on duty was very angry with the cellmate next to me and squeezed my pillow in where I was supposed to be. But as soon as I lay down, that person next to me pushed me really hard. There was plenty of space on her other side, but she would not budge. I remained unmoved and maintained a compassionate and peaceful mind.

If I had complained or said something, it might have escalated the conflict and affected the whole cell. Everyone there witnessed the forbearance and kindness of a Dafa cultivator, and the cellmate who wouldn’t budge later changed as well. Every time I drank water the temperature was just right, not too cold or hot. I found out that she had poured and checked the water for me.

There was a time limit for taking showers. The cellmate in front of me would often take a long time, so when it was my turn, it would be time to finish. Once the head of the cell asked me why I was so slow. I did not say anything. After that, she arranged for me to shower first.

The power of kindness is immense. My cellmates quickly accepted me and regarded me as older and wiser. They often asked my opinion when they had issues. I answered them individually, and they trusted and respected me.

After 10 days, everyone talked about Dafa openly. They knew that Falun Dafa was good.