Miss. Frankenstein

Prolog

I guess I should start by introducing myself to tell you my story. I'm Ava Frankenstein. I'm 19. And yes, if your wondering I am a descendent of the famous Frankenstein. And yes, my family still brings people back to life. If your wondering how we get the bodies that we bring back to life. You are asking the wrong person. That is a secret my dad won't tell. He said I'm too young to know where so he has to tell me when I'm 22. Pathetic, I know. Notice how I've only told you about my dad? well that's because I don't have a mom. Well I do, it's just that I have never met her. She died a month after I was born in bike crash.

But if I'm going to tell you my story I have to tell you correctly. It all started on the day my dad told me he had a surprise for me. Which honestly I was never excited about his surprises, because when I did get a surprise from him. They were usually crappy. Like this one time, he surprised me with a box of corn dogs. Which he thought would be a fun surprise because he remembered how much I loved them as a kid. Keep your eye out on the word, loved, past tense. But little did he know they were made out of chicken balls, pig heads, and cow toes. Left over parts of cows, chickens, and pigs. Yuck.

But that is besides the point. On that day he showed me my surprise which was actually the first surprise I was actually surprised about. Getting to wake up a dead person!

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