The Girl in the Gray Box

I sit in my empty, yet full, gray room. Isolated from everything that I don't know exists. Scientists come in and out, just to inject adn feed me once in a while, and I don't even have a window. I'm well educated and healthy, because the government decided it wasn't right to have a starving child. I don't know why I'm here and I vaguely recognize the feeling of freedom, as last time I felt it, chaos broke out. Still, I am thirsty for freedom, and I just might get it