Everyday I went to the hospitals to buy bodies. When there weren’t any, I went to the cemeteries. I went to every town in the district, but it was very difficult. Some people are short and some are tall. Some are fat, others are thin. Why can’t people be the same size?
“Now,” thought Frankenstein, “I’m very good at maths. I always had very good marks at school because I worked very hard.
So, I’m positive my calculations are correct. Now, all I need is a storm. A storm that will produce enough electricity to put life into my creature. Then my experiment will be complete. He will be good, kind and very intelligent, like me! I shall be famous! I’ll be in all the newspapers! I shall probably get the Nobel Prize!”
