Throughout the novel, readers are swayed back and forth
between who they feel for the most, Victor Frankenstein, or his creation.  While at first a reader may be sympathetic for
Victor, we soon learn the point of view from the monster. While this essay is
about who I as a reader sympathise for the most, I think it is a fair point to
note not to judge a book by its cover, as Victor and many others did to the
creation.

            The creation in the beginning of his
tale, is very much child like and ingenuous. We don’t see him as a monster that
killed Elizabeth, but as an innocent being trying to make sense of the world. He
doesn’t know how to read or write, and doesn’t understand language. He tells us
of the simple things in life; of the sweet sounds of the thrush and blackbird,
and the delightful warmth of fire. How intrigued he was by the hut he discovers
in its ability to keep a floor dry, breeze out, and allow a fire to warm the
place; and while this creature is experiencing all these delights, I can’t help
but imagine this “monster” as some naïve child seeing fire for the first time, and
with carelessness, sticking his hand into it, only to be surprisingly pained,
and confused. Many children (or so I hope) would not be burned on an open
flame, because of their parent’s guidance, in teaching the child that they will
get hurt if they do so. However, the creature’s creator has abandoned him in a
complex world, and so, the creature must learn how to navigate life all on his
own.

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            It tugs at my heart knowing how the
creature has tried to help people, tried to be kind, and tried to be “normal”; but
despite all of his good intentions, his kindness is never noticed, only his
hideous appearance- something that he can not help. After trying again and
again, the creation sadly, but I feel understandably, becomes bitter. “Believe
me Frankenstein: I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity…. you,
my creator, abhorred me…. hall I not then hate them who abhor me?” (Shelly, 119)
In this, he seems less like a child and more like a pre-teen, when they
discover how cruel people can be, and how this can spiral into depression after
many failed attempts to try and fit in and belong. It’s sorrowful to imagine a
child who doesn’t have parents to console them, much how I picture the
creation.
            In
chapter 15 of the novel, a couple of turning points occur in the creatures view
on mankind. One is upon finding Frankenstein’s journal and reading the first
impressions of his creation, and secondly, when the creature is talking to old
man DeLacey, and Felix assumes that our lead character is trying to harm the
man. When the creation realises that the DeLaceys have fled because of him, he
realises that his appearance
will always set him back despite his good intentions, and thus cripple his attempts
to form connections and bonds with others. Out of frustration, hurt, and anger,
a delinquent stage of the creation sets fire to the cottage. Although what he
has done is wrong, he has never been taught how to deal with these emotions or
feelings, how to let them out; and even if he had known, to who would he
console?
            I
clearly feel most sympathy towards the creation. He didn’t ask to be brought
into this world, but takes it upon himself to learn communication skills, to
try and do the right thing, understand the world he is in and tries to make
connections despite the world working against him. Victor caused needless
suffering to his creation due to his irresponsibility. He states that “A new species would bless me as its
creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to
me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should
deserve theirs (p. 80).” Victor wanted to play God, but not take responsibility
for his actions, and thus he must endure the consequences. 

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