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  "Its Far too crowded in this cell. We are not living-we're in hell. When will the tables finally turn? When will they fall, When will they burn!" Emilie Autumn, We want them young.

 (Gracie Alberdeen)

   She sits alone in her corner, whispering to herself. No one dares go near her, for fear of her horrible temper. The other patients shrink away as she looks at them. She glares at them and stands up. Suddenly she was sick of sitting, sick of being trapped. Walking to the door, She begins to band on it loudly.

    "Let me out!" She screams. She aims at the glass and hit the door harder. She smiled as the glass shatters. She reaches her hand through the window reaching for anything that could be used to free her. She whined as her hand was hit with  a loud smack.

    "Back off, You Lunatic" The door was thrown open and the girl was thrown backwards onto the floor. A large man steps in and grabs the girl by her long red hair. She shrieks, scratching and kicking at the offending person, yet he continues to grab and yank. He doesnt stop until the girl is crying from the intense pain in her skull.

   He releases her hair and grabs hold of her arm. He stomps out of the cell with the girl in tow. She looks up with bright green eyes and glares at the man. He just smirks at her cruelly and continues walking. They reach a large white door. Everything here was either white or gray. God she hated that color.

  He pushed the door open and a rush of cold air covered them both. The girls eyes widened as she looked into this room. She knew of the horrors that went on here. She'd experienced them. A single chair stood in the center of the room, metal wires were connected to it. She gasped and struggled, but the big man paid her no mind. He simply yanks her as if she were a rag doll and sit her in the chair.

She gets up and tries to run away but the man grabs her and sit her down, this time strapping her down. She watched as he walked to a metal panel with a series of knobs and dials.

 "Your in for a shock, Gracie" He said cruelly. He turned a knob and I felt the electricity run through me.

 I screamed in pain. I couldnt help it. I didnt want to but the pain was to intense. I knew this would go on for hours with out a break. Without someone coming to my aid, So I just gave in.

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