Frankenmole, An Autobiography

Frankenmole, An Autobiography

A Story by Rachael
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This is for my chem class. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!

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          T’was a dark and cold night. There was a thick fog laid out over the rolling hills here in Transylmolya, almost as if in a crudely done painting of an eighteenth century solitary castle. The first thing I remember was waking up to the piercing bang of thunder and an immense strike of lightening. I remember a strange face; some one… or something looking at me with excitement. I did not understand. In a way, I felt like a baby, new and confused, yet also old and wise, as if I had lived before. As I gained more consciousness, I saw another figure that seemed a lot shorter than the first and without any hair. As I scanned my surroundings, I recall an eerie feeling that sent a chill through my body. It was an old brick and stone building that had charred walls from my creator’s other experiments. I later found out that these people’s names; yes, people, were Dr. Teat and the assistant was Tanzi. As the days and weeks passed by, I was consistently told that I couldn’t leave the bungalow. They said that the outside world would not accept me; that they could not understand why I was different, why I didn’t look as they did. Dr. Teat even created me without claws for the sole reason of not allowing me to figure out an escape plan. I was so confused, for I had never seen myself. I knew that I was a little different than Teat and Tanzi, but how bad could it be?

 

At the time, I was content with staying in my home, for it was all I knew. Teat was like a mom, and Tanzi was like a best friend, almost brother to me. As I grew older, though, I became more and more curious of what I actually looked like and how the outside world was. After months and months of begging and pleading, Teat finally allowed me to go into the chamber where I was created and explained everything to me. She had Tanzi go out and find limbs and all essential to life- arms, legs, etc., even my organs. My BRAIN was actually some one else’s, just restored with fake neurons and cells and, well, everything. I was so disgusted by this! Why did I have to be put together from other people’s gruesome decayed body parts?!

After my few moments of pure horror and disgust, I was able to settle down and had Tanzi lead me to a mirror. My eyes closed at first, I took a deep breath in and then opened them. The sight was dreadful. I was a revolting, awful, and overall disgusting creature. My skin was a grey/green color, just like rotting skin would appear. Along with that, it was thick and rigid, as if reinforced with some sort of plastic. My eyes were a deep pink, seeming as though there was no real color, just the oxygen reaching the stale blue blood running through my veins that turned it red. Along with that, they weren’t even equally placed on my head. This takes me to my next point. My head, you know; the thing at the top of my body? There were stitches all around it, as well as around my arms. I was merely held together by some thread and wires, and if I do say so myself, she did a pretty poor job of it. And finally, the last horror was a metal rod sticking out on both sides of my neck. Why? I have no idea. I was so shocked that I took the risk of my life by running upstairs and knocking down the front door. I ran and ran, faster than ever before. Faster than I ever thought possible. I kept on going until I reached an old abandoned cottage on the hillside of a cemetery. I decided that my goal was to change every appearance of myself and that I would get it done and go back to Teat and Tanzi… just to show them how I could live on my own and eventually with other people. Years had passed by, and my final surgery was to attach claws to my hands so I could finally do what Dr. Teat never wanted me to. After I had finished my last claw, I was exhausted, so I went to bed. I awoke the next morning to Tanzi yelling at me to get up for breakfast. I sat up in bed and groaned a big sigh of relief.

 

 

© 2010 Rachael


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all of this for 10 points.
but it was totally worth it.
lol Dr. Teat and Tanzi...creative.
I like how it gives a different perspective of the traditional Frankenstein story.
I enjoyed this.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the way this ends...like it was all a dream...
OMG. I GET IT NOW.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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