
Overall, the piece of literature,
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, is a sad and tragic tale. Honestly, I pity almost every character in the work: Victor, Waldon, the creature, Alfonse, Elizabeth, William, Henry, etc. It appears almost every being is either suffering from extreme loneliness or ends up being brutally murdered. Moreover, Waldon and Victor form a friendships strictly because they both seek a friend and share in a maddening hunger for glory. Victor, even "after days and nights of incredible labour and fatigue", becomes a slave to his creation (Shelley, 31). Next, the creature is ruled as inherently evil from the moment of his birth. Because of humanity's hatred of him, the creature begins to loath himself. This fierce rejection drives the creature to murder his creator's loved ones. Even though Elizabeth had a creepy, romantic relationship with Victor, her sad death led Victor to spend the rest of his short life hunting down a creation that he worked so hard to create. Although it is not the most uplifting of works,
Frankenstein has taught me that actual story of Victor Frankenstein, shattering all previous ideas of what the tale of Frankenstein. And for this, I am grateful.
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