The Story of a NOT Mentally Deranged Girl

Chapter 1- You Want to Get Rid of ME?

White, Jasmine  Cell Block 624b

6/25/2101

Jasmine woke up feeling refreshed, a feeling that did not last long where she was.  After waking up, she had about thirty minutes to prepare herself for the day.  That meant brushing her hair, and that had to be done under supervision.  Everything has to be done under supervision.  Brushing her hair usualy didnt take very long.  pulling it back into a braid took longer.  Security was very hesitant about her having a rubber band.  "Remember that time we gave White a rubber band to play with?  That thing destroyed half the security cameras in the corridor!"  They let her have a rubber band only because her hair was so long, and as long as it was given to the guard before she went to bed. 

Jasmine was sure the security people hated her guts.  She had, as afore mentioned, destroyed security cameras, injured seven guards, broke the thumb scanner, took apart a hinge on her cell door and destroyed, demolished or otherwise ruined numerous other things.  If they ever got a chance to get rid of her, they would.

And they did.

After breakfast, her favorite of the discusting horrible meals, cinnamon oatmeal, the head of security requested to see her in a detention room.  Detention rooms had two chairs and a table and a whole bunch of guards.  After Jasmine sat down opposite the head of security, Evalynn Roberts, started to speak.  She sounded very excited about something.

"Cell 624b, right?"

Jasmine nodded

"Jasmine White?"

Jasmine nodded again.

"Then I have wonderful news for you!"  Evalynn grinned.  "You have been chosen to take part in an expirament, not one that hurts you, but a behavioral expirament with others of your nature." 

Jasmine had a sneaking suspision that "your nature" meant other 15-16 year olds that had a tendancy to kill.  Maybe this is their way of getting rid of thier problem, having us all kill eachother. 

"You will leave immediatly.  What you will be doing is just living, similar to this,  but you spend time with other children such as yourself."

Yippy Skippy.  I want to be locked up with homicidal people.

"You two,"  Evalynn pointed to the two guards closest to the door. "Take her to the car i have waiting for her, but blindfold her first. she shouldn't know her surroundings, incase she were to get out."

The two guards, both women, escorted me out of the room.   The blindfold that was mentioned before had come in contact with my face, blocking out everything around me.