Frankenstein-Personal Narrative

“In Frankenstein, the narratives seem to grow organically from one another: it is impossible to extricate the narratives from one another, as they are so closely linked and interwoven.”

Early one morning I was very hungry waterso, I went looking for food. When suddenly I saw something strange above the Waters point so I jumped right into the action and said you go up to the top of the water when it started attacking me with spears and oars obviously I attacked back I mean I was scared and that's when two of the boats sank and most of the humans drowned. But, one of them escaped so i just let

I had just left my father’s funeral. I was wondering where my brother Victor was. He was not at the funeral; could he just have been at home? Why would he miss our father’s funeral. So I got in my carriage and rode home. Victor was not at home. So I went to ask the people in Geneva. One woman told me that victor had left for the Arctic. I asked myself: Why would Victor leave for the Arctic? I realized that I had no family member left, I was all alone. All the money and property was supposed to go to victor because he was the oldest son. But now since he is not here to inherit it, the money was all mine. I being a teenager thought that throwing a party would be fun. But then I thought let me get settled and used to this empty home. I

1. The paradox that the creature sees in humankind is that humans can be glorified and worshipped at one point but, can later fall and have a downfall. The capricious nature of humans is what surprises the creature. This is shown when the creature is watching the De Laceys and the old man is reading a book, Ruins of An Empire about the Greeks and Romans and in both of these empires they both had a rise and then they both eventually fell. Also, he also learned how humans have many different sides to them on one hand they can be good and caring but also, learned that they can be evil and vicious towards one another.

The boy lay there next to his father keeping each other warm from the chilling atmosphere where they set camp. The air was so moist it turned the dirt into damp mud and the boy could feel his sleeping bag submerge into it. The intimidating glare of an owl examining him sent a tingle up his spine. The sounds of bugs chiming filled the ambience, killing the silence giving him a sense of security. He looked up at the twilight sky illuminated by the blinding shimmer of the full moon gleaming through the forest trees over him. Surrounding it was an array of glimmering stars prompting the sky alive. As his body grew accustomed to the environment, each natural attribute gave him comfort and allowed him to slowly fall into a deep sleep.

A. exposition: Walton narrates how he has encountered a man named Victor Frankenstein while on his voyage through

Indirect Quote: Bilbo understood on page 52, that going ahead made him leave behind safety and comfort which were mostly found in his hobbit-hole. (p.52)

A lot of interesting things happen in these two chapters. First, Alex gets manipulated into spending New Year’s Eve at the nursing home, with Laurie. When Laurie asks about Alex’s sentence and how much time he has left, and Sol hears, things go wrong. Sol becomes very agitated with Alex about how he was just a punishment (then more mad when he learns what Alex did). Laurie later attempts to convince Alex to go back to the home, but he doesn’t and they sleep at his house. In Chapter 12, Alex’s dad gets reintroduced when his parents reveal to Alex that they are back together (even after, according to Alex, spending twelve months and $30,000 fighting each other in court).

“Andries, you have to go to bed!” shouted Mom from downstairs. So he did what his mom told him to do. He shut the door of his closet and his real door and then dimmed the light until the whole room was consumed by the darkness.

For days he stayed there, curled up by the wall. The sun would rise, somewhere, illumine the mouth of his pitiful den, grace the cold rock in front of him with a soft blue sheen, and set again, immersing his life in empty darkness. One day, two, three, he stopped counting, buried his mind in the chambers of his soul where a soft dim warmth still glowed. Waves of grief passed through, turned him over in riptides of hungriest despair, roaring death pounded nightly at his door, and then, hearing no answer, tore away again, letting warm comfort envelop him and soothe his damaged

In Mary Shelley’s novel, Frankenstein, we are told the story of a man named Victor Frankenstein who figures out how to bring something to life. He constructs a human like body and brings it to life, only to discover he has made a hideous Monster. When the Monster learns how to speak, decipher hunger and thirst, and function as a human, he discovers that how lonely and depressing his life is. Deciding to get revenge on his creator, he kills Frankenstein's brother, best friend, and wife, while framing the servant for his brother's murder. With his family gone, Frankenstein decides to hunt down the Monster, but fails when he dies on a fellow sailing crew’s ship. There has been much debate on who the real Monster and tragic hero of the tale is:

In the beginning of Mary Shelly’s book, Frankenstein, the main character Victor Frankenstein describes his family background, his childhood memory, and Elizabeth Lavenza, who was his childhood companion. Elizabeth and Victor grew up together as best friends. As a teenager, Victor becomes increasingly fascinated by the mysteries of the natural world. He had also witnessed the destructive power of nature, when a lightning destroys a tree near his house during a storm. Later on, a modern natural philosopher associated with the Frankenstein family explains to Victor that the workings of electricity, creating the ideas of the pseudoscientists seem outdated and worthless.

I’m running. I can’t scream, my lungs are burning and something is chasing me. I see a light at the end of the dark and gloomy hallway but it keeps getting farther no matter how fast I run. The thing behind me is getting closer, I can smell its rotten breath. All of the sudden I feel the sharp pain of broken glass burying in my feet. I fall onto the glass covered floor and finally a scream escapes my throat.

The good thing is that I had time to roll out and dodge the attack because it was about to hit me with a huge paw full of 5 sharp claws and maybe have rip me apart with the huge teeth on the mouth.We were so scared that the only thing I scream to Jeff was to RUN! ,if he wanted to live and not to died,the creature was so fast that it was just behind us just by few inches,I thought this was the end for men and Jeff but out of nowhere I heard this sound from a spear cutting through the air that hit the creature right in the head that didn’t even leave the creature a moment to take his last breath.Me and Jeff were so confuse of what was goping on but at lesat we were alive and safe.

The howling of the wind brought my eyes to open. Where was I? Focusing in the dark of night, confusion washed over me as I came to realize I was in the desert. Distant landscapes of dry and worn rock surrounded me, and beneath my bare feet I felt the gritty sand caught between my toes. I was surrounded by those rocky hills and yet as I scanned the desolate desert it seemed never ending. The irony of the nighttime desert suddenly set into my body; that ghastly wind moving right through me and chilling my bones to that of splintering ice. The need to move started me forward though, and I felt a sharp ache all over, my body trying to fight against change. Was I lost? My heart began pounding fast in my chest, the blood pumping through my veins