The Perfect Human

See the Evil

Have you ever thought that when you're walking all alone and you feel watched ,  you really are ? I know this sounds crazy , trust me , I've been there and telling this is even crazier than experiencing the things itself . Believe me , I was there , I know , what happened , I was brought into a world full of hatred , narcisism and evil . I was brought into this world evil , I was brought into this world by HIM , I HATE HIM SO MUCH ! HE TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME ! But I won't lose my temper talking about HIM , instead , I'll let see what he has done to me , he has scared me for eternity . Oh my , but how rude of me , I should've introduced myself : Hello , my name is Blanca and I'm 219 years old , I was born into Dr Waatt's laboratory , don't worry , I am no genetic child , grown in a lab , I am a human doll , made out of other human's pieces , I might have your eyes , her hair and his smile ... Maybe , who knows , all I remember since my birth was when a really bright light and than , I opened my eyes and nothing made sense , but I looked into the mirror and I saw someone , someone who seemed familiar , but yet , I have never seen the respetive person in my whole life , it was me . My long platinum blonde hair shone in the bright light reflected in the mirror , my turquoise eyes were as deep as the ocean itself and my fair pale skin , with a touch of pink in my cheeks , but the real thing that made me feel allive was the beat of my heart , I loved sitting in the silence and trying to hear it . It was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard , and yet I when I was born I didn't knew any sounds . Dr Waatts taught me english , because I had no idea how to talk , to express myself , and he kept saying how perfect I am , which seemed a little creepy , but I was beautiful and I knew it , I still do .. I guess . After a little bit of practice I could speak properly , but the doctor , he had changed soo much , maybe because it took me 10 years to learn a few languages and be ready to step the first time in my life out . People's eyes were only on me when I had gone out in the shinning sun , they started whispering things , the men were wondering who I am and the women were saying some bad stuff about me , it hurt a little , but not enough to bring me down to the thought of those words being true . After my first day out I would go everyday out , exploring the town , and people began to know me and ask questions about my life , my past , my origins . It was tiring ...

50 years later ..

It was the year 1860 and I had stopped going outside for a really long time . I was suppossedly dead in an accident . Although , I realised that time , I can't die , it shocked me , I was thrilled to wake up and look in the mirror , and just see I was the same , I also couldn't age , I was doomed to live eternity , all by myself , because Dr Waatts had been killed in the respective accident . I was all alone now , or so I thought .When I got home , I started to look between Dr Waatts files , thinking I'll find some kind of will or a relative . Only to find the schemes and schetches for other human dolls like myself .. ?! After I took a look at the schemes , I heard a knock on the door .. I didn't expect anyone , but maybe , MAYBE , there were the otehr human dolls , maybe they heard the doctor died and they wanted to HELP ME ! I was happy at this thought , but the happiness literally had lasted 3 seconds , 'till I had opened the door , only to see a strange , tall man , all dressed in black , like he was going at a weddind , when he started to explain himself , I could see a pervy grim on his face as he was examinating me , as he explained himself , he was Dr Waatts's only brother , and he left me to his brother in his will , and this man , this jerk , he wanted to marry me . I could not image something worse than marrying , I hated marriage , humans are so weird , I didn't and I don't understand love , marriage . to me , it's all just a bunch of fake promises to each other ,  I told the man I am flattered (which was TOTALLY not true) by his proposal , but I cannot accept , only to get the words shot back at "You are an object , you are mine , legally , you will be what I want you to be until I'm bored of you !" . I was on the point of crying at the mean words , I knew I didn't have a mom and dad , and that I wasn't normal , but I felt normal , I breathe the same air as him , I spoke the same language as him , my heart beat the same rhytm as his , but he still shot the words at me , and they pierced my chest and stabbed me for long time . I married the man , but I did not love him , we were only married for a few years until he died and he left everything to me . I hated HIM so much , he was the worst man ever , 3 years with him felt like forever in Hell ...

I feel so alone .. So alone , it makes me mad .. But I'm not mad ? How can I be mad ? What is maddness anyway ?