“This totally is all your fault Max” “No it ain’t” Max replied to his brother while throwing rocks into a little stream nearby not paying an attention that his brother didn’t respond to his reply. Soon he got extremely bored and started walking not knowing where his brother is at. He had wandered into a den of some sort and suddenly he got pulled into the underwater pond never to be seen again. The beast was scale clad and had features on its head except for a mouth cover with needle-like fangs. The fangs dripped the deep red blood of its first victim of many years. The little brother walked close to the edge of the pond. Releasing that it was water he bent over and scooped as much water as possible into his mouth and released it didn’t …show more content…
The parents reached the water and set their son on the cool cavern floor. They started washing the dust off their hands. They couldn’t see the water beginning to bubble as if it was boiling. As soon as the mother put her hand in the water the cave creature grabbed her hand and brought to the deep parts of the pond and began feasting on her flesh. The father who could now see the creature when his eyes finally adjusted took the little son and ran, but it was no use soon they were also under water.
Sam lost and confused was somehow chained to the cavern’s wall and with a mighty tug, he was able to pull the old chain from the wall. He was scared as something had knocked him out brought him close to an exit. He climbed slowly to his feet and exited the cave. He soon released he was nowhere near the cave opening he had exited into the state of Texas, alone and without food and water. He managed to find a highway he sat and waited for a car to take him to the hospital. He passed out again. He was woken by a doctor to tell him that his parents and other brothers were
Quote: He stated “I was seized by remorse and the sense of guilt, which hurried me away to a hell of intense tortures such as no language can describe…..I shunned the face of man; all sound of joy or complacency was torture to me; solitude was my only consolation–deep, dark, deathlike solitude.”(Page 88).
Shelley addresses romantic conventions in Victor to convey his loss of identity. Victor is impatient and restless when constructing the creation, so much, that he does not think about it’s future repercussions. One of the great paradoxes that Shelley’s novel depicts is giving the monster more human attributes than to it’s creator [p. 6 - Interpretations]. This is true as the monster seeks an emotional bond, but Victor is terrified of it’s existence. The monster later reveals, “I, the miserable and the abandoned, am an abortion, to be spurred at and kicked and trampled on [Shelley, p. 224].” Victor’s lack of compassion is rooted from the inability to cope with his reality. He distances himself from others and is induced with fainting spells [Shelley, p. 59]. From this, the nameless creature exemplifies Victor’s attempt to abandon his creation to escape his responsibilities. His creation is described as, ‘wretched devil’ and ‘abhorred monster,’ eliciting that the unobtainable, pitied identity [Shelley, p. 102]. The act of not naming the creature reveals Victor as hateful, and unnaturally disconnected to his own created victim.
Throughout the novel, “Frankenstein,” the “monster” was seen as hideous. As a result, many including the creator himself did not give the “monster” a chance and portrayed him as evil. Rather than looking at his personality, they looked at his outward appearance, which scared them off and made them assume he was a “monster.” When readers, including myself, read this story, we feel disappointed about how during this time everything revolved based upon looks and not on what really mattered like charisma. Overall he is portrayed as an evil, scary creature. When Victor describes him he is so harsh and cruel it makes him seem to be a monster. “He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks,” (Shelley 59) this phrase proves how when Victor describes the monster he did not care to think about what the monster was trying to say because he was too scared of his horrible looks.
Mary Shelley used this poem to show the freedom of one's future and the change(s) that will come with it. The poem also mentions one little thing such as a dream or a “wandering thought” can ruin a bigger idea. In the story, it was recently addressed that before the poem, “If our impulses were confined to hunger, thirst, and desire, we might be nearly free”. This passage can be implying that the non-essential things in life are the things that poison us or make us change. The poem’s purpose in this part of the book is to amplify the speaker's last words of the paragraph that state, “...we are moved by every wind that blows and a chance word or scene that word may convey to us.”. It makes the message of “things will change” very clear to the
The room was filled with a deep, deafening unbroken silence for many minutes after, nobody moved, or even dared to utter a single noise. We heard the crashing noise of many supports and other structures falling from their support and as I moved towards the entrance, trying to open the door, it wouldn’t move an inch, clearly having been blocked by a pillar of wood and stone.
Noc let out a slow, silent, and heavy breath; his eyes widening at the sight of his prey giving up. He would have smiled, if that were the appropriate response, but such elation would always be tempered by another over powering emotion. One of a dark and twisted lust, a hunger for control. There have moments before, in his early days, when he felt like this, but it had been so long since he craved it... craved someone.
Jack jumped off the top of the train, as a tall creature with razor teeth and red, snake-like eyes, chased him, going for the kill. They fought, but the creature was to quick, it pinned Jack, claws digging into his flesh. The night was cold and gloomy, lights lit up the streets of London, the moons subtle glow reflected on small puddles left from the earlier rain.
It is funny that you ask this assignment, because just 3 days ago, I was out for a lunch down by the lake with a few friends. There were all discussing their successes t a charms lesson, and I had done very poorly and didn’t want to be included. I began walking along the lake side and saw an interesting creature floating along. It was a merman and he didn’t look happy.
Chris woke to the sound of crying. It was 3 o’clock in the morning and he’d been alone when he went to bed. Chris wasn’t really concerned about the noise so he rapidly attempted to go back to sleep because he had school in the morning. The noise kept getting louder and louder and louder to the fact that the noise would make Chris’s eardrum burst. Chris quickly got up out of his bed and quietly opened his door and walked into the living room.
I hastily fled to my newest place of work. I had inhabited the world with a second creation. This demon, though a woman, was more terrifying and hideous than the first. A monstrous creature created only for longing of a new beginning. A world where I would forget this horrible deed I had bestowed upon the universe. I had only promised my first creation a companion, not a family. His companion would never get the chance to conceive, for no more demons will wreak havoc upon mankind. I fled knowing the creature was close looking for what I had promised him.
He gripped the rope and climbed vertically up, and as he reached the top, hands greeted him, to help as his bony arms began to shake. None of us commented on how small he looked, each vertebrae poking out, each rib defined. He was hungry for more than food, and we were inexperienced, we were children who didn’t want to think of the bad for a few hours. We allowed him his moment in the spotlight, he told us all the stuff we needed to know. There was an odd branch at the bottom, and that we had to be careful, and that the water was just a little colder than we had hoped. His brown eyes were wide, and he spoke better than he had in a while, stutter almost
Review of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein Frankenstein was written by Mary Shelley and published in 1818. The
In the gothic novel Frankenstein, author Mary Shelley offers an ominous tale of science gone terribly wrong using the theme of the father and son relationship that also goes terribly wrong. Though Victor Frankenstein does not give birth per se to the Monster, Frankenstein is for all intents and purposes the Monster's father as he brings him to life via his scientific knowledge. Once the Monster is alive he looks to Frankenstein to protect him as a father would, but Frankenstein who is mortified by his creation shuns him. The longer the Monster lives without Frankenstein's love and the more he discovers what he is missing, the angrier he gets and he sets out on a mission to destroy Victor Frankenstein. In Frankenstein, Shelley's purpose is to reveal what happens to society at large when individuals fail in their duties as parents.
A life full of abandonment, judgement, betrayal, and isolation; how could he ever be normal? Society’s judgmental nature often leads to negative, even fatal consequences. In Mary Shelley’s novel, Frankenstein, the monster created by Victor Frankenstein questions the mystery of society and why he was abandoned by his creator. Through the use of vivid imagery, perceptive diction, and allusions, Shelley is able to demonstrate the importance of parental roles and acceptance.
Introduction: Mary Shelley’s “Frankenstein” is a book with a deep message that touches to the very heart. This message implies that the reader will not see the story only from the perspective of the narrator but also reveal numerous hidden opinions and form a personal interpretation of the novel. One of its primary statements is that no one is born a monster and a “monster” is created throughout socialization, and the process of socialization starts from the contact with the “creator”. It is Victor Frankenstein that could not take the responsibility for his creature and was not able to take care of his “child”. Pride and vanity were the qualities that directed Victor Frankenstein to his discovery of life: “...So much has been done, exclaimed the soul of Frankenstein-more, far more, will I achieve: treading in the steps already marked, I will pioneer a new way, explore unknown powers, and unfold to the world the deepest mysteries of creation”[p.47]. He could not cope with this discovery and simply ignored it. The tragedy of Victor Frankenstein and the tragedy of his creature is the same – it is the tragedy of loneliness and confronting the world, trying to find a place in it and deserve someone’s love. The creature would have never become a monster if it got the love it strived for. Victor Frankenstein would have never converted his creature into a monster if he knew how to love and take responsibility for the ones we bring to this world.