Silence; Opening

A sort of..prologue I wrote. It is sort of in a medical or maybe even mental facility?

They were telling me to speak. I said "no" (Inside my head) but they didn't hear. "You can do it!" They urged, fake, cheep smiles plastered onto their face. I stood up quickly and my chair seemed to lose it's balance for a second and it tittered, but didn't fall onto the floor. Turning on my heels I walked myself back to my tiny white cell. My back tingled as those smiles turned into scowls and the white coats glared at me. Their face always said the same thing. "Whats wrong with this girl." "Why won't the brat just listen to us." "B***h, this wastes our time you know." This was normal, it repeated over and over every day. But it'll never work. I am silent, I am mute and I won't ever speak of you.