Falling Apart

"Miss Pie?" The nurse huffs impatiently, her soft pink bangs falling into her eyes. "Are you ready to begin?"
I struggle against my straight jacket. "There's nothing to talk about!!" I yelp, grinding my teeth together in frustration. This thing is too tight and I can't get it off! "Why am I even here?!"
"Don't be silly, girl!" she scoffs, tucking her hair behind her ear and crossing her pudgy legs. "You mean to tell me you don't remember murdering those five innocent girls?! Not to mention your sister!"
My heart tumbles from my chest and into my stomach, plummeting downwards like a broken elevator. "I-I didn't kill anybody! I didn't kill Maud!"
"Dear, I understand if the memories are repressed. You were only a girl when you took your sister's life and I wouldn't expect you to--"
"LET ME OUT!" I scream, tears streaming down my face. I'm thrashing back in forth in my restraints, the fabric taut as I writhe. "I DIN'T KILL ANYONE!"
"Yes, dear," the nurse replies solemnly. "You did."