Frankenstein: Retold

"He sprung from the cabin window, as he said this, upon the ice-raft which lay close to the vessel. He was soon borne away by the waves, and lost in darkness and distance." - 166

So he's probably offed himself by now, yeah? That's no good. I have decided to re-tell the story in such a way as to make myself feel giddy in spite of all the everybody's-dead-now-ness.

Once upon a time, there was this guy who met a guy who made a guy. And when the guy made the guy, he was like, "I immediately regret this decision."

Then, the guy the guy made was like, "But daaaaad, I can't help it I look different from everybody else!" But nobody listened to him, so he got reeeeal bitter.

All of the guys had a bad case of Seasonal Affective Disorder. When he was feeling particularly cold and lonely, the monster-guy realized that all he wanted was somebody like him.

So he went back to his dad, and he said, "Make me one of thooooooose, or I'll follow you forever and ruin your liiiiiiife!"

^not exactly

So obviously, the dad-type agrees, but then he changes his mind, and everybody gets sad and mad and dead.

ButtheylivedhappilyeverafterbecauseIsaidso.

The End.