Frankenstein Creative Writing Piece

I just left my father’s funeral. I was wondering where my brother Victor was. He was not at the funeral; I wondered if he was just at home. Why would he miss our father’s funeral? So I got in my carriage and rode home. Victor was not at home. So, I went to ask the people in Geneva. One woman told me Victor left for the Arctic. Why would Victor leave for the Arctic? I realized I had no family member left, I was all alone. All the money and property was supposed to go to Victor but, now he is not here to inherit it, the money was all mine. I realized I have to be more responsible for taking care of family’s property as nobody is around to take care of it.

While cleaning the house, I ended up going to Victor’s room, which he never allowed me to enter for some reasons. I found a notebook on his nightstand. I opened it and a sketch of a monstrous looking creature fell out. I wondered who this was. There were instructions about creating a creature from using scraps of human body parts even explaining how it comes to life. This sounded so bizarre to me, a creature made from scraps of human body parts! Victor wrote how he abandoned the creature because it was hideously ugly, eight feet tall, had stitch marks everywhere, and had pale yellow eyes. I thought my brother was such a jerk for doing this. Later in the notebook, the creature left to live on his own in the mountains. For a while, it seemed this “mess” Victor made was off of his back. However, the creature came back and killed William and framed Justine. How come none of us knew but Victor? Why did he not stop Justine from being killed knowing the creature framed her? After, the creature demanded a wife from Victor and offered to move to South America with her. Victor left for Engl...

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... the Arctic thinking I should have killed myself, but I was so happy I did not. I wanted to kill the last of the Frankenstein, Ernest as I did not know he had made a wife for me. I came in Geneva to kill him, but when I knocked on the door a beautiful girl opened it. I saw Ernest coming downstairs and I had felt anger. He welcomed and told me that this beautiful woman standing here was my wife, Juliet. By giving me Juliet, he had given me the most love I had ever received. Then the best part came, Ernest told me Juliet could turn me into a normal human being. I was so happy that I had jumped and screamed. Ernest told me he named me Romeo. I was delighted to have a name. Later Juliet and I had fallen in love, and one month later we got married. We live with Ernest while he is studying chemistry at University of Geneva. I cannot be happier with life, thank you Ernest.