My final statement (chapter 24)

Well, Victor is dead, and I feel terrible. I now have came to my senses, and realized that what I have done is wrong. I met up with the person that witnessed my creator's death, and told him what I am about to do. I must rid the world of my influence, so I will go north and burn myself. I may not like it but it is the best thing to do. I leave you with this word of advice, follow your heart, but do not interfere with nature, as you never know how nature will strike back.

~Creature

"I will be with you on your wedding night" (chapter 23)

Like I promised Victor, I was with him on his wedding night, but not in the way he expected. I saw him arm himself expecting me to go after him, but he was gravely mistaken. When he sent his bride back to the room that they were staying in, I made my move. He went away, probably to search for me, but I followed Elizabeth back to the room. As soon as she was alone, I murdered her, but not before allowing a scream. I waited at the window for victor to rush in, to allow him one moment of agony before I fled him. He fired at me, but I escaped in triumph.

Henry is dead! (chapter 21)

I heard today through the grapevine that my creator was charged with the murder of Henry Clerval, his friend who I murdered out of rage. I feel slightly sorry for doing that, but sometimes the end justifies the means, as the old saying goes. Very well then, I must be off, as I'll continue secretly watching my creator, as I intend to fulfill my promise to be there on his wedding night.

~Creature

How dare he? (chapter 20)

I watched in triumph as my creator created my companion, when suddenly he tore apart his second creation. Fuming, I stormed into his workplace and demanded to know why. He responded, and I tried once again to reason with him, but he did not listen. I then resorted to a threat, that I will be there on his wedding night. I'm not sure if I will go through with the threat or not, but I will ponder on it after I've calmed down.

~Creature

Your mission, if you choose to accept it.... (Chapter 17)

I finished talking, and my creator sat there perplexed so I summed up my wishes to him. I want a female of the same species as me, that I may have the pleasures that I would not get without a female. He refused and I tried to reason with him, on the basis that I am malicious because I am miserable. He seemed changed at that so I added, that we will live far away from man, in South America, making our diets of nuts and berries, harmless to all life. He consented, and I was pleased that I would no longer be an outcast alone. I just hope that he keeps his promise, for his sake

What led to the murder (Chapter 16)

As I was trying to find Frankenstein, I usually slept by day, and traveled at night. When I found a highly wooded area, I decided to go during the day, because I could see better, and stop running into tree limbs and tripping over tree stumps. One day I saw a girl running playfully from someone else near a stream. Suddenly, she slipped and fell into the stream, and I dove out of my hiding spot to save her. I succeeded, but not before the one she had been running from showed up. He took one look at me , and ripped the girl from me. I followed for who-knows-what reason, and he shot a gun that he was carrying at me. I got hit in the shoulder, putting me in a hellish rage. I waited for the wound to heal, all the while seething with rage. Finally I arrived in Geneva, where I figured Victor would be. I saw a small child, and thought to myself that he is young and unprejudiced, so if I seized him and educated him, I would not be so lonely. All that changed when he told me who his father was, a family member of Victor, my creator! Overcome with rage, I strangled the boy, and found devilish pleasure in the murder. I found a lovely portrait of a beautiful woman on him, and retreated to a barn, where I found a girl, not as lovely as the portrait, but still beautiful. I became mad, that she represented all the things that I would never have in life, so I stored the portrait in her dress and made off.

Deserted (Chapter 16)

I woke, and after satisfying my hunger, I went to the De Lacey cottage, and finding no one there, I began to be afraid. Two strangers passed, saying something, but it was of a language that I had not learned. After awhile, Felix and another person approached. Soon it hit me, the De Laceys were moving, traumatized by me the day before, they decided to leave and never come back. My only company, and (unknowingly) my tutors were deserting me. I grew angry, that they would act with such prejudice, and think of me as a horrible monster that will try to kill them. I was just trying to get unbiased advice and they beat me, then packed up and left. I decided to find the one person that might understand me. My creator, Victor Frankenstein.