The Monster
The Monster
I was created by Victor Frankenstein. My body consists of different human body parts that my creator collected by digging up graves. I am emotionally and physically lonely because Victor abandoned me after creating me. Victor had the reasonability to take care of me but, he left me for dead. My favorite book consists of: The Sorrows of Young Werter, Plutarch's Lives, and Paradise Lost. I feel alienated from the rest of civilization because of my appearance. I tried to be friends with an old man in a hut, but he ran away and screamed for his life. "An old man sat in it, near a fire, over which he was preparing his breakfast. He turned on hearing a noise, and perceiving me, shirked loudly, and quitting the hut, ran across the fields with a speed which his debilitated for hardly appeared capable." (Pg. 87 Ch. 11) I am confident that I can destroy my creator and those he loves. I am a romantic, and all of my emotions are deeply felt, form the initial love he has for the De Laceys, to the hatred I feel towards people that reject me. I am depressed because I am so lonely.