Yearning for Love:

Date: 08/22/1719

Dear Dairy,

I plead to my creator, Victor, to comply with my request and satisfy me and

my burning passion. A request for a companion. A partner like me: identical species and equipped with the exact same imperfections. I demand desperately that he end my misery and give in to my appeal. I pause and look at him while my eyes speak for me. I explain that with a female accompanying me, I can express and experience the emotions that come with my natural needs.

He refused me once again, exclaiming that another creature like me would

only create more terrible circumstances and put the world in danger. He ordered me away; seeming more afraid at the idea of creating another being than being tortured himself. I reply back that yes, I may be wicked but only as a result of his failure to make me feel loved and seen which has left me miserable. I've been torn apart and rendered worthless by you my creator, I told him. I firmly say to him that if I am to continue on without love then I will project fear onto others; specifically, towards my creator, the one of whom I carry the most hatred for. I felt a sense of anger grow inside me as I tell him that I will work to make him feel the same pain I feel, however; I am able to calm myself down. I let him know I am trying to reason with him. I am simply demanding and asking for a creature of the opposite sex to fulfill me and give me hope of feeling content in my lifetime ...