Masterpiece

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[I just wanted to say that, I would reaaaaaally love your feedback just to know if you guys enjoyed my story. It's the first story that I have ever published on wattpad and I'd love you to tell me if you want me to continue these kind of stories or not.
Best wishes,
John]

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Back in 1900, a crazed scientist found out that he could make human cells with a certain procedure  that required living tissue from an alive human being. He had a low badget, thus, he couldn't afford byuing proffesional equipment. He had to do this the traditional way. He found his victim and he deceived him as he thought he would just take part in a survey about human saliva. That's what the crazed scientist made him think.

The crazed scientist locked him and himself in the lab. They were locked in the laboratory together, they started "the survey". The man was given a big amount of painkillers and he was told that the pills were just a part of the survey. He was lying on the bed and the scientist started cutting an extremely small amount of skin tissue just to see if he could cultivate the cells of it and make them skin cells in another soulless body. He wanted to make a living human being. He put the tissue aside in a container. He had to work fast in order to put the cells to good use before they die. He started digging deeper into his flesh to get muscle tissue, bone tissue, artery tissue and so on. The victim had taken so many painkillers that he couldn't feel a thing. However, he was losing a lot of blood, he had to stich him back together soon. He took tissue from every single part of his body, brain, heart, lungs and every other organ that the victim had. He was given some anaesthetic to make him sleep. And started stiching up, the crazed scientist stiched him up and let him sleep to his death from extreme blood loss. He put all the collected tissues into the freezer to keep them alive.

Now, the scientist had all he wanted to make a brand new body. He started cultivating the cells and puttig them in the proper order. He made a sort of mold and poured in the bone tissue to make the bones first. He put this tissue right in the mold with other substances that could help the formation of complete bones, with the marrow and everything.

He opened up the mold after a month. He saw the bones that formed right there with a special mechanism that he figured out which provided oxygen and nutrients to the bones so that the cells in them would not die. He put cells that he had cultivated from the tendon tissue that he collected from the victim, so that he could connect the bones. With the same procedure he made the muscles, the organs and the skin. The only thing that was missing was the head and the heart. These are the most difficult of them all. He started putting the brain tissue. with all of the brain sections that the brain has, together. Alongside with the eye, lip, skin tissue and everythig else that makes a face. This was the most didficult part, if he made any mistake the human being will have lots of brain problems which could lead him to his death. He let the cells do their work as they know best. He let the heart last so that he could remove the mechanism that had been imittating the heart from the beginning. He started making a ligid heart and then, he went to grab sonething to eat. He noticed an obscure stench that was coming form his bedroom. He never went there as he was sitting up late in front of his creation. He slept on his chair as he observed his creation doing great work. He followed the stench and found out that the body of his victim was still in the bed. He took the terrible-smelling dead organism and went to the morgue. He borrowed it with regarfulness as he was the cornerstone of his masterpiece. Thankfully, no one was near, to detect the awaful crime that he did, or, one could say the sacrifice that he did in order to make his biggest dream come true! He went back to his house. The brain was not ready yet, it needed lots of time, blood and nutrients to develop properly.

After one one month of anxiously waiting, he opened up the mold once again. He saw the skull fully formed with a beautiful face and everything. Hair started to grow. He opened up the eyelids and saw a beautiful black eye, thats how he wanted it to be...

He now, filled with joy that he was so close to make his dream his reality, put the heart tissue in place. He had to open up his chest to do that properly. He put the heart in there. He wouldn't be able to let the heart develop in its place with the mechanism there. So he took the heart that he made out of the various heart tissues and stiched it in place, after removing the heart immitating mechanism.

He waited for two weeks in order to remove the stiches. He opened him up again and removed the stiches from the vital blood vessels. He closed him and stiched him for the last time. He let him right there, in the mold and waited for the proper time to remove the stiches. 

After about half a month, he removed the stiches from his chest and he couldn't stand the fact that his all, his life, his dream, that is, to create a ligid human being, was not yet conpleted. Because his creation wouldn't move, or talk, or cry... He was heartbroken. He really thought he could make it true. All that effort in vein... He gave it a chance even though deep within himself he knew that nothing would happen. He was just hoping that it would be alive and not in a coma. So, he gave it a chance.

After a month of wait, nothing more happened. And, he was totally disappointed.

He was furious that he wasted so much effort on something that ultimately wasn't worth it.

He took the wooden mold which contained his completely failed dream drived it to the rubbish dump and threw it with all his hate on a pile of rubbish. He had a dim hope that it would eventually open his eyes. So, he went to open the mold and once again his dream died in front of his very eyes. Filled with sorrow, he closed the mold, turned his back and left the dump while his creation just creppily grinned with sparking eyes.

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