Chapter 3

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I am shoved down into an ice cold steel chair. A blinding white light is pointed directly into my eyes, rendering me unable to see.
"Anything to say for yourself before you get the strap?" cackles my malicious "nurse".
"Oh yes quite a bit..." I reply.
"Well hurry up then! I don't have all day" My nurse grumps.
"Where to start, where to start?" I slowly say, knowing it will annoy my "nurse" " Ooh! I know: I once lived with a foster family on a dairy farm, and even their rudest cow was nicer than you and the ugliest was prettier than you!"
"Why you!" She says, her face turns very red and then proceeds to turn my hand red. Normally people would scream, or sob when they get the strap. Not me. It doesn't hurt me. The only reason I really hate the punishing room is the light. So I continue.
"I once stayed with a family that kept lots of dogs, some quite dumb, but even the dumbest was smarter than you." I giggle as I promptly received three lashings with the strap. I wonder if it would be worth it to compare my "nurse" to an extremely vain cat I once knew but decide against it, the light is starting to hurt my eyes and I'm getting quite a sore bottom.
"Are you done?" My "nurse" says.
"For now..." I reply with a devilish grin.
"Ok, then hurry up and stand up!" She yells at me.
I, for once, obey and walk out of the dreaded room and proceed to run ahead of my "nurse" and shut my small rooms door in her face and lock it.

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