The cool October night was quiet, almost too quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the gentle rustling of the leaves in the almost barren trees with the gentle breeze. The sky was clear and bejeweled with the lights of a million stars. This was my favorite time of the year. The air was always crisp and smelled faintly like wet leaves. I was finally home after a long day at work and I was so tired. My chunky heels clacked crunched the fallen leaves as I made my way to the front door of my country home. All of the sudden I caught a movement at the corner of my eye. It happened so quickly that for a second I thought my brain was playing tricks on me. I quickly put my messenger bad down and looked around to try and figure out where …show more content…
I had accepted that I was going to die that night and nothing that I did or said was going to change that. All of the sudden I had began to see the events of my life play before my eyes. I re-experienced my first time swimming, riding a bike, getting my license, and graduating from high school and college. I had lived a good life.
Between the times that I had felt the monster’s claws on my back to reliving my short life, the monster had moved in front of me. Just staring out in front of me, I couldn’t see his face. I had had to look up and crane my neck to see his face. In doing this, my eyes glazed over a muscular chest covered in hair and scar tissue. This thing had received crude stiches for its’ wounds. Its’ neck was covered in the same scar tissue. With a large scar starting at the base of it’s neck and continuing to the cheek of a goat’s head. A scream had ripped through my throat at the horrifying sight. This creature was not human.
The creature had begun to laugh at my shrieking. Or, at least, I had assumed it was laughing. It was a hoarse, scratchy sound that started in its’ gut and moved slowly through its’ throat. It had been horrible sounding. Worse than the sound of nails on a chalkboard. I couldn’t help but flinch at the sound. He had stopped laughing and looked me in the eyes with his red and soulless goat-like
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I relived me turning away from dying mother and telling her that her cancer was an inconvenience to my life. My heart was racing again and I tried to look away but his claws dug deeper into my skin. He forced me to relive the day that I refused to go to my mother’s funeral because I couldn’t face her corpse. I instead had sat in bar and drank away my sorrows with cheap beer and denouncing god because he took away my mother and forced me to face the world alone. I deserved to go to hell. I deserved to be punished. I abandoned my god just as had I abandoned my
As a response to the Enlightenment movement in 18th century Europe, Romanticism gradually began to undermine the way people thought about human consciousness and nature itself. Appreciation of the natural beauty of the world and pure, human emotion bloomed in Europe as Romanticism’s influence grew ("Topic Page: Romanticism”). Romantics valued Individualism and thought that being close to nature would make them closer to God (Morner and Rausch). People also searched for solace in nature to overcome the adversities and cynicisms that followed the French Revolution ("French Revolution."). Romanticism and Romantic ideals influenced Mary Shelley, and that influence can be seen throughout her novel Frankenstein. The two main characters, Victor Frankenstein
Merriam Webster’s Encyclopedia of Literature highlights Frankenstein as the work of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, published in 1818, and it brought into the Western world one of its best known monsters. Elements of gothic romance and science fiction help in telling the story of young Swiss scientist Victor Frankenstein, as he creates a horrible monster by putting together limbs and veins, leading to destruction and his later regret. The creature is left alone in the world, even by his own creator, for his hideous appearance, and through watching humans he learns their ways of living. Haunting Victor due to his loneliness, he forcefully makes Victor agree to make him a female companion, but Victor’s regret and misery enables him to tear up his
This one was more like creatures that would normally appear here. This one was not clad with long and flowing hair, and it had on different apparel, compared to the other being, which had turned around and was now looking at the noisy being. As it came up to the other being it started making loud noises, and the creature that was sitting seemed confused at first, but reluctantly gave up the spot on the grass and moved away. The being must have scared the other one away, but I had no clue as to why. The creature proceeded to move onto the path of rocks that moved along the grass, it followed this path for a while and I followed it, flying around the creature. It looked frustrated at first, as if it had lost its train of thought. I wonder if these animals could think, I thought to myself, and if they could, what were they thinking about. As it seemed to shrug this off, it began to look pleased
A first impression of Walton would be to say that he is extremely ambitious. He desires to go to the North Pole to "accomplish some great purpose". He has his own theories on what should be there, and will not rest until he has proved them. This is somewhat a 'Godlike' ambition, in that he wishes to be praised for discovering something new which will benefit everyone else in the world. The language used is also very much like Old Testament, Biblical; "Heaven shower down blessings on you". The image of Walton being 'Godlike' is enhanced by this.
abandoned; this made him feel as if he was the only person with out no
In the novel Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley, the main theme revolves around the internal and external consequences of being isolated from others. Being isolated from the world could result in a character losing his/her mental state and eventually causing harm to themselves or others. Because both Victor Frankenstein and the creature are isolated from family and society, they experienced depression, prejudice, and revenge.
Isolation is one of the major motifs that resonates throughout Frankenstein. Tying into the romantic style of the novel, Shelley uses this element all the way through the work to show a repetition of isolation, an aspect that is present in almost every character in the novel and expressed primarily in Victor and the monster. But even some other minor characters such as Justine, Caroline, and Walton deal with isolation in one way or another.
As time goes on, many things tend to change, and then they begin to inherit completely different images. Over the years, the character, created by Dr. Victor Frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s famous novel, has changed dramatically. The monster, regularly called “Frankenstein,” has been featured in numerous films, such as Frankenweenie and Edward Scissorhands. Although, the characters in today’s pop culture and the monster in the well-known 1800’s novel have similarities, they are actually very different. The many similarities and differences range from the character’s physical traits and psychological traits, the character’s persona, and the character’s place in the Gothic style.
Critic Northrop Frye says, “Tragic heroes tower as the highest points in their human landscape that they seem the inevitable conductors of the power about them, the great trees more likely to be struck by lightning than a clump of grass. Conductors may of course be instruments as well as victims of the divine lightning”. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein greatly exhibits the theme of the consequence of knowledge and irresponsibility among others through its tragic hero, Victor Frankenstein. Northrop Frye’s quote is certainly true when looking at Frankenstein’s situation. Victor is a victim of his divine lightning, and ultimately causes much trouble for himself; however, Victor also serves as the tragic hero in the lives of the monster, his family, and his friends.
Before that night, I didn’t believe in the paranormal. Now I sure as heck do. I had been chased out of my house after a fight with my step-parents because I wasn’t doing well in school (I had dyslexia), and I had taken shelter in what seemed like a normal house. I realized what I had gotten into after the sun set. The doors were locked without a sign of anyone going near them.
Frankenstein will not be different and will adhere to the simple rules of Gothic novels. Shelley invokes the great works of Greek and English literature to act as guides and as a guideline for this work. He cites Homer's The Iliad, Shakespeare's Tempest and Midsummer Night's Dream, and Milton's Paradise Lostas works that are worthy of imitation and serve as exemplary models. He hopes that Frankenstein contributes to the body of English and world literature, perhaps equaling those previously mentioned works. Being the daughter of two famous parents, she was not destined to be a writer; it was an avocation that she worked at.
The philosophical root of Frankenstein seems to be the empiricist theory first promoted by John Locke in An Essay Concerning Human Understanding. In that essay, the mind is concieved as beginning as a blank slate or tabula rasa, upon which the various impressions gained by the outside world shape the personality. According to this strict empiricism, the mind contains no innate basis for the basic prerequisites for human socialization: a social code and/or morality with empathetic roots. As a result of the monster's isolation, he is unable to sympathize with human beings and loses respect for other intelligent life. Even though the monster has good intentions, his beneficence is subverted by the negative and anti-social reactions he receives from the people he encounters.
My vision Frankenstein’s monster is it being about seven feet tall, with lanky arms and legs, it does not have a lot of muscle as it was created, it is all skin and bones. However, what makes the monster scary are all of the stitches where its joints and limbs are attached. They look like this, ≠, with red around them because of scarring, and the fact that the bones are dead and cannot join together naturally. His face looks almost alien-like, with a big forehead, big brown bug eyes; his nose is crooked almost as if it was broken. The lips are the biggest feature of the face, as they have stitches on them like the ones on his body, but they can move and speak as he pleases. His voice is deep and raspy, with a very commanding tone that intimidates
It was a beautiful night. It was perfect for a walk. As I strolled further into the park a figure approached me. It was as dark as pitch so I couldn’t make out who it was. It was late; you wouldn’t usually see anyone at this time. My heart was beating faster and faster. The strange thing was I wasn’t frightened; it was just my heart beating rapidly. As the masculine figure approached, I began to walk slower. That was when I heard the voice.
Mary Shelley in her book Frankenstein addresses numerous themes relevant to the current trends in society during that period. However, the novel has received criticism from numerous authors. This paper discusses Walter Scott’s critical analysis of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein in his Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Review of Frankenstein (1818).