Word: paines
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...beside himself with rage. His face turned white, and his lips trembled. He raised his arm to strike me. At that very moment Meiping's cat, Fluffy, tore through the kitchen door, jumped on the man's leg and sank his teeth into the man's calf. Screaming with pain, the man hopped wildly on one leg, trying to shake the cat off. The others also tried to grab Fluffy, but the agile cat ran out of the house and climbed onto his favorite branch of the magnolia tree. From this safe perch, Fluffy looked at us and mewed...
...have hepatitis. It's probably TB. A lot of prisoners have TB. You may go to the hospital to have a fluoroscope.'' The waiting room of the prison hospital could only be described as a scene of hell, full of emaciated human beings in tattered clothes, with pain and agony clearly written on their wasted faces, waiting patiently for the end. Besides the hunched figures on the benches, there were others wrapped in patched quilts lying on dirty canvas stretchers on the cement floor. When I was finally sent to see a doctor, she said I had high fever...
...door, and she placed the container in my hands. I took it to the table, picked up the plastic spoon and shoveled the rice and cabbage onto the table. With each movement of my hands, the handcuffs dug deeper into my flesh. My whole body was racked with pain, and tears came into my eyes. But I persisted until I got quite a bit of the rice onto the table. Then I turned around, bent over the table and ate like an animal. Although the rice I managed to eat each day did make me feel stronger, I began having...
...more days passed. The handcuffs were now beginning to affect my mind, probably through their effect on my nervous system. I got muddled periodically and forgot where I was. I no longer remembered how many days ago I was first manacled. Life was just an unending road of acute pain and suffering on which I must trudge along as best I could. During moments of lucidity, I tried to discipline my mind by doing simple arithmetic. I would repeat to myself, ''Two and two makes four, four and four equals eight, eight and eight equals 16 . . . '' But after only...
...wide trousers, I blended in.) I saw a group of Red Guards leading an old man on a length of rope, shouting and hitting him with a stick. Suddenly he collapsed. When he did not get up, the Red Guards jumped on him. The old man shrieked in pain. ''Dirty capitalist! Exploiter of workers! You deserve to die!'' they shouted. I heard of other victims being humiliated, terrorized and often killed when they offered resistance. The newspapers and leading Maoists congratulated the Red Guards on their vandalism. I felt utterly helpless...