It was a dark and quiet night. Victor was hard at work in his lab. Click Clack. Alone and away from everyone, Victor continues to work away at his work. Click Clack. Click Clack. No one would be able to stop Victor and his hard work.

"These thoughts supported my spirits, while I pursued my undertaking with the unremitting ardour." Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein,  Pg 43

After months, on one stormy night, Victor completed his hard work. When he took a step back, he was amazed by the sudden fog. The rain outside continued as the fog grew. Pitter patter. Whoosh. Suddenly the fog began to creep away. The sudden rush of cold wind made Victor shiver.

"It was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils." Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 45

What are you?

 "How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe, or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care I had endeavoured to form?" Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 45

After months, on one stormy night, Victor completed his hard work. When he took a step back, he was amazed by the sudden fog. The rain outside continued as the fog grew. Pitter patter. Whoosh. Suddenly the fog began to creep away. The sudden rush of cold wind made Victor shiver.

Get away you Monster!

 "It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes" Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 45

As the fog finally went away, Victor stood horrified. He could not move. Not one muscle. His eyes grew to the size of a saucer. He could not believe what he was seeing. After months of working, this is what he created. Thump Thump. Victor's heart ran wildly as he stood frozen in front of his creation. The creature that stood tall in front of Victor was touching the ceiling because of how tall it is. Victor could not believe what he was seeing. The creature's eye are white as paper and his lips black as night. Pitter Patter. Outside the rain continued to pound on the roof of Victor's home. Pitter Patter. "Get away you Monster!" Suddenly, Victor decided to run.

MUltiple Months Later

What will I do with that Monster, it is so scary.

"Justine also was a girl of merit, and possessed qualities which promised to render her life happy: now all was to be obliterated in an ignominious grave; and I the cause." Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 61

Victor ran away and returned home to deal with some sad news. At home Victor was sad. How could he be at home and be sad? Sadly, Victor had to say goodbye to someone close to his family who had to leave.

Victor was sad to see his family friend leave but he could not speak up. This was bad.

"...now all was to be obliterated in an ignominious grave; and I the cause." Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 61

Creator!

Victor was feeling even more alone now. Until something caught his eye. It was the Monster. Victor froze and watched as the tall Monster ran towards him. The creature was running as fast as a cheetah.  "Creator!"

"As I said this, I suddenly beheld the figure of a man, at some, distance, advancing towards me with superhuman speed." Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 73

I want you to listen to me! PLease listen!

"I want you to listen to me! Please listen!" Victor stared at the creature.

 "Be calm! I entreat you to hear me, before you give vent to your hatred on my devoted head." Mary W. Shelley, Frankenstein, Pg 73

Fine, I will sit here and listen to you. I will not say anything and only listen.

"Fine, I will sit her and listen to you. I will not say anything and only listen." 

And so Victor sat and listened to the creature.