and habib was always there every day.it over and over again. >> you don't have the right to do this. >> the morning of the 31st day of the hunger strike i woke up and i couldn't see. my eyes didn't work anymore. i knew my eyes were open and i could not see. and i realized this was my last day. i was frightened. i was very frightened. so i had a choice. i had to decide to die or to live. and as i was making this decision i kept hearing habib's voice, you don't have the right to do this. and he was absolutely correct. i realized that i had to totally change the way that i lived if i was going to live. so i decided to end the hunger strike and to become a muslim. five times a day i have to stop, i have to clean, i have to get dressed, and i have to pray in a different language, arabic. for the first time in my life i started to achieve a little stability. starting a structure changed everything. suddenly i began to see that these walls weren't necessarily there just to keep me in. perhaps they were there to keep the world ou