Epilogue To Mary Shelley's Frankenstein

While I was walking I began to think how come my room didn't become into ruins? As I thought I heard footsteps on a fast paste. Turning around I saw a monster. It looked like a demon with no eyes, and a mouth full with blood dripping down to the floor. I ran as fast as I could ,but the demon cached up to me. And made it's jump like a grasshopper knocking me down with a big thud.

A thing was crawling out of the forest. It came darkly, uncertainly. The shrill scream that rose before the beast was like pain. The beast stumbled into the

Not much could be clearly seen, except for the vicious outline of the being that seemed to snarl and twist into several devious horns and spikes, each pointed up; beckoning for someone or something to stand in its way.

“No!” The creature screeched, its nimble fingers stretching across the table. My eyes darted to where it was heading, quickly widening when the realization hit.

"All I did was insult his sister to my friends. And next thing I know I'm punching him and he's punching me back, at least the freak can put up a fight" she said with a sharp tone in her voice as she dropped her bag into the floor and I placed my keys on the hanger by the front door before trailing into the kitchen to get some food.

My aim had been off. Instead of the quick and painless, he was now subject to the long and panic filled. He lay on the floor, grasping his neck.

I’ve been trying to find the reason behind this creatures’ appearance that was extremely sudden and with no

"WHAT DO YOU WANT", I screamed as strongly as I could. The black figure began to come

I looked at him with confusion and after a few seconds of awkward silence I burst out laughing. "I saw every last bit of that."

It had green gooey spots all over its body. Out of nowhere, I heard a bang that came off its leg leaping one step. When he took that one step forward, the puddles of water in its mouth fell off and hit the ground so hard it, camouflaged in the dark blue concentrate. As he took one step forward, I took one back. That one step backwards, damaged me because I got scratched badly from 3 sharp, puny, cans. I didn’t even see them, when I took that one step back, as they the blue like the concentrate, so they blended in. Blood was gushing out from my palm because that’s how colossal the scratch was. As I turned around after curing my scratch, with a piece of cloth, that was lying around. The monster gained so many steps against me. That’s when was I scared the most. I stood up very slowly, using my knees to pull me up. I ambled gradually to a light that I saw in the distance. After a few steps, I twisted around to see if the monster is still there or if he was following me. But I didn’t see anything, which was very unusual, all I saw was the black brick wall, however, the wall very different, as if it was like something was in it. But then I saw something very familiar and that was the monster’s red eyes. I carried on walking as if I didn’t see

He had stood up and lurched towards the entryway and slammed the entryway with his clench hands. As he slammed the door unendingly, he could see the body at the same spot where he had first seen it. It was standing unadroitly as though it was hung by the neck with a rope. At that point it gave a dormant jerk.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." He said looking fearful as if he was about to get jumped.

After walking for a few minutes I heard a door close from a building behind me. Startled, I turned around and saw a human like creature with fangs, a hunched back, claws, and much more hair.

"Hey Emy, sorry to bother but I know how much your grandmother likes meat, so here." He gives me a bag of some meat, it looked really good.

He groaned with a rage, and irrational rage, a rage only felt by a guilty man. He ran at