Set in a Loop

(1) The Beginning

"I didn't mean to electrocute her! I swear it was an accident! I just got mad!" I yelled at the cop as he attempted to interview me. He had curly blonde hair and blindingly pale white skin.
"I'm not saying you did. You are just a silly, little girl. I know you didn't kill your teacher. That isn't possible. I just want to know what happened." He replied.
"That IS what happened!" I told him again, "I asked Sarah for a pen. Mrs. Lyden caught me and told me to be quiet. I said that I was just asking for a pen. She said I was talking back and sent me to the office. I said no. She couldn't make me. She said I was talking in class and being rude to her and I was unprepared so she told me to go to the office again. I yelled 'no' and hit my desk. I was mad. But I did NOT mean to hurt her."
"I said it before and I'll say it again. You did not do that to Anne. What really happened?!" He was frustrated. So was I.
"I got mad. I made lightning. I killed my teacher...Accidentally." I said like he was a two year old. He wrote something down. I read over his shoulder. "Harley Frost: delusional. Mad."
I yelled out and slammed my fist against the table. "I'M NOT CRAZY!"
Clouds formed along the roof. Thunder shook the building. Lightening struck the clipboard out of his hand. It started to hail in the room. Sarah ran to me, grabbed, my arm and said, "calm down." Let's just say I ended up in an asylum for six years, now. I know I'm not mad. That is how I remain sane. Let's just hope that lasts. I woke up from the thin mattress on the floor of my "room". It's not a room. That's just what they call it. It's a cell. The windows are barred the door is metal and locked at all times. That is all there is in it. I'd be better off in prison. There is a small toilet in the far, left corner with curtain dragged around it in a small square. My twin mattress in placed in the center of the room on the floor. There is one window in the very top right with metal bars and a big, bulky lock on the other side. Then, there is a tall, wide door in the front center going straight from the floor to the ceiling. I sat up and pulled myself up on the window to check if anything had changed or if anyone new was coming. Again no one. I took the pen I stole from the warden's office last week and scratched another tally on the wall. I counted again. 2,217 days now. Ugh. I started to doodle on the bottom of my mattress. That's when I heard the lock click from the other side of the door. I quickly folded the sheets back over my drawing and pretended to pray. I listened as the door opened behind me. I said "Amen!" Like a black preacher lady. Overexaggeration? Possibly. I don't care. I placed two fingers on my forehead and did the sign of the cross way bigger than natural. I kissed my fingers like  a chef just finishing a beautiful meal and turned around. The warden stood behind me with two nurses. He had greasy brown hair and tan skin with a very muscular build. The nurses, Nurse Ash and Nurse Cramer, looked fairly similar. Both of them were average height for young women. They both had semi long dirty blond hair and blue eyes. However, Nurse Ash's face was prettier and her eyes were much brighter than Nurse Cramer's dull, washed out eyes. Nurse Cramer was blind and wore colored contacts to hide the bright white. I dared look Warden Crawford right in the eyes and smiled mischievously at him.
"What have you got for me today?" I asked like a "cool" girl in the high school hallway about to get detention. Little did I know, my punishment would be much harsher.
The nurses looked at each other almost scared for me. The warden answered me, "Let's see. Shall we?"
I wickedly grinned at I took the lead by the door.
"Well..." I said.
The nurses stepped aside and the warden stepped in front of me and led me down the hall towards the stairwell. Crap. We walked down in the dark, dusty, cobweb infested stairwell. I tripped over a few wooden boards and broken steps. The warden had a flashlight. Lucky bastard. He unexpectedly turned. Being me, I walked into a wall. Nurse Ash tapped me on the shoulder and turned me to the right. We walked down for what felt like a mile before we finally walked into a room. The warden turned on a dim light. I saw a gurney with straps hanging down from it and a metal table of sharp tools next to it. I quickly turned around and casually walked out of the room... Then walked into a wall again. I fell on my butt and felt the warden slip his arms under mine and pull me up, dragging me to the gurney. I kicked and struggled. It didn't help. He had Nurse Cramer grab my ankles as the picked me up and placed me on the gurney. Nurse Ash strapped down my head and mouthed to me, 'I'm sorry'. I nodded the little bit I could as Nurse Cramer and the warden held me down. Nurse Ash moved down to my ankles and strapped those down. Now comes the worst part. They removed my patient gown and strapped down my check at stomach. She cuffed each wrist to each side of the gurney. Now I was completely naked and disabled. Dang it. They pulled the lamp down over my face and turned it on. The blinding light shone down straight into my eyes. I felt one of the nurses cover the parts of me that need to be hidden. Basically this is how it happened: they asked me random questions and depending on my answer, they struck me with a stupid metal electricity conductor thingy.
"What happened to your teacher six years ago?" Crawford asked.
"I electrocuted way harder than you are doing to me, now." I answered.
Cramer slapped me with the end of the conductor. I screamed at the top of my throat. I couldn't breathe. I just continued to spasm and yell.
Then I blankly and barely heard Nurse Ash yell, "stop!" And rip the device away from Cramer. I gasped and continued to spasm as the shock ended.
When I finally calmed Crawford asked, "why was your room wet yesterday?"
I replied, "Because you, being the awful bastard you are, drove me to extreme anger and I made it rain buckets in m-" I was cut off by two machines striking me at the same time. One on my hip, the other just below my throat. The one on my hip just dragged back and forth on my stomach until it stuck in my belly button, as the other one was slowly and agonizingly painfully pulled down my chest, past my stomach all the way to my toes. Then after about five minutes of me screaming louder and harder than I even thought possible, they were simultaneously pulled off. I had to catch my breath. This continued for about an hour until I passed out on the operating table. I awoke again with everything the exact same as before. Except this time there were ear plugs in my ears and a gag in my mouth. I watched as Cramer tapped the warden's shoulder and pointed to me. Crawford turned around and walked over to me. This time he had a mask on and gloves. He held a large pill in his hand. He moved my gag up and tried to force feed it to me. I couldn't fight back all too well after the stupid shock therapy. I swallowed the pill and felt my body go completely heavy. I dropped my head and elbows back to the table. He pulled the gag back over my mouth. I felt a wind blow past me and watched through my peripheral vision as people flooded the room. Oh God. This isn't good. I heard some sort of blurbly noise as the warden spoke to his audience. He then walked back to me, removed the earplugs, and took the towel off my naked body. I heard a gasp from the crowd. Yup. I'm skinny. It's because this stupid, good-for-nothing, evil dude refuses to feed me more than once a day! Crawford took two tiny towels and covered my private girly parts. He grabbed a scalpel off the table, I winced as he dug into my temple. I screamed as much as possible with the stupid gag, and Nurse Ash and Nurse Cramer came over to hold me down. He gave the scalpel to another nurse and took another one, slicing into my chest. He removed something from inside me. I don't know what. I was too busy screaming my head off. He turned the scalpel in my head making the torture worse and pushed whatever he pulled from inside my chest into the head. I screamed till I felt like I had busted my jaw, the straps, and the gag. Then, he moved aside and pointed at my bloody, spasming, body like a show girl showing off a new car prize for a game show. People clapped and yelled and some booed. Thank you, booers. One of the nurses pushed me aside and stitched me up. As soon as the first needle went into my head, I blacked out.