My name is Frankenstein and it is becoming increasingly difficult for me remember where and when I was created. After I was abandoned by my creator, I had longed to find food and shelter. When I experienced my first few moments of life, I can vaguely remember feeling different sensations with each different sense I possessed. I heard new sounds and saw new sights. I had been wandering around for some time before I had stumbled across a village that did not seem too fond of me. They had been too scared of what I was. I eventually had seen a nice hovel attached to a cottage where I chose to lay my head. I had bedded this hovel with straw and tried to make my own sense of home. It was not long before I had seen a young girl carrying a pail of milk and later I had seen a young boy and an old man. I had not dared to enter the cottage knowing of what happened in the village some time before. Instead, I stayed in my hovel where I eventually learned to speak a few words from the boy, whose name I later learned, while he read aloud to the family. I could also pick up words that were frequently used in the home, words like 'fire' and 'milk'—things of that sort. While I listened to Felix and his new Arabian friend named Safie, I realized that these books really made an impression on my life. I was inspired with all sorts of strange feelings. Soon it seemed as if I was almost hungry for more knowledge, especially knowledge on the history of mankind. So many life lessons were impressed deeply upon me from these stories. i started to feel a connection with Felix and his family and decided that i wanted to show myself to them. i knew i was a hideous looking creature so i decided to show myself to the blind man first. I waited for the other people to leave and go for a walk in the woods to show myself to the oldman. Just as the old man and I began to talk, the three people can back, and the man Felix, cursed at me to leave.

"At that instant, the cottage door was opened, and Fleix, safie, and Agatha entered. Who can describe their horror and consternation on beholding me? Agatha fainted, and Safie, unable to attend to her friend, rushed out of the cottage. Felix darted forward, and with a supernatural force tore me from his father,...overcame by pain and anguish, I quitted the cottage, and in general tumult escaped unperceived to my hovel." (page 115)