The Encounter with my Creator - Chapter 7

I had been living in the icy cold mountains of Switzerland for some time now. I had not more over a week ago committed a crime that traced back to my creator; I put forth this plan on purpose to grab Frankenstein's attention.


As I walked back to my shelter in the mountains I saw a dim shape walking towards me, in little time I figured out who this person was, it was my owner, my creator, Doctor Frankenstein, I had accomplished what I had set out to do, alas. I could clearly see him and make out his features, but he on the other hand had no idea of who I was until a couple of footsteps later. He looked at me with disgust and anguish, he knew the crimes I had carried out and I could see in his eyes that he hated me even more than before. This feeling came to me as a surprise, yes I had felt solitude and loneliness, but that did not compare to the feeling of rejection from my own creator, the hand that made me and gave life to me, how could he of all people hate me so much?


I needed time to recover from this pain, and I was sure that he needed the same considering that he had just lost his young brother. We would certainly meet again and then we would talk, but nor now, not when all of these emotions and feelings are rushing through our minds and hearts at one time.

-The Creature