Creepypasta OC Story...Peek-a-boo~

Testing....Testing....1,2,3...

Bethany laid on the padded floor, curled up into a ball as she cried to herself. She kept coming in and out of consciousness while she was on those drugs. She could only remember bits and pieces of what she did or said.
"S....someone....please....please help me...I don't deserve this....I don't deserve to be here...."
Bethany cried harder as the muzzle started to irritate her mouth, making the skin raw as her arms and shoulders got painfully uncomfortable in the straight jacket.
'Why won't they listen to me?! They keep ignoring me! My mother is a fucking liar! This is all HER fault!! She should be here not me!'
But no matter how many times she wished for her fate to change...she knew that it never would. She would rot here, slowly draining away as they destroy her mind piece by piece until there was nothing left of her sanity. Bethany then began to grow depressed, her once happy face grew weary and deluded with each second, each minute, each hour she spent in this room.
While the girl was lost in her own judgement, the door to her cell creaked open. Two nurses walked in while pushing a metal cart covered by a white sheet.
"#173, its time for your examination."
"N...no please don't! I...it hurts! I don't like the pain! please don't!!"
The nurse proceeded, despite Bethany's pleas, as she jabbed the needle into her neck, injecting the drugs into her system once again.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! STOP IT YOU BITCH!!!!"
Bethany tried to bite the nurse but her teeth clashed with the metal wiring of the muzzle instead...making her gums bleed. Her head started to feel warm and fuzzy, her body tingled as the nurses yanked her up off the floor and pushed her out of the room. The nurse, who jabbed her with the needle, placed the empty sryinge on the cart as the other nurse processed to push it. A doctor approached the women as he looked down at his clipboard.
"Patient 173, your scheduled for an examination today in room 44, please follow me...not that you have much of a choice now do you?"
Bethany slowly lifted her head and grinned at the man. Her mind corrupted by the heavy anesthetics.
"Hehehe~ I have a few tricks up my sleeve....say doctor? Do u like needles? I ADORE needles!!~ ehehehehe!~"