My maker, my creator, my designer, my originator, the reason for my life upon this Earth, he is now dead. Frankenstein is dead! All my life, all I have searched for was happiness, love, acceptance, or even understanding. But I was never given any of this, and so I resorted to vengeance, and destroying all that brought joy to Frankenstein’s life. Yet even as I killed his beloved ones, the emptiness in my heart still lingered. Still, after all the malignant things I have done, I want love, love from my creator. At his death it all ends, everything I have searched for is in him. It has always been since the start of my pathetic life. Now I stand at his side, but he is dead now. I cannot describe all that I feel because he is gone, gone from the face of this despicable world. I am to go with him. There is no point in staying to live another day in this miserable planet, when the person to whom I owe my every breath is gone. Farewell! I leave not with happiness entrusted in my heart, but with acceptance that I do not belong in this world.
-The Creature
I love your take on the creature's feelings at the end. It realistic and believable. Also, double points for correct use of big words! XD
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