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Frankenstein reimagined

*This was written as a creative writing assignment on June 18, 2018 for Ms. Seuk's British literature class. While attempting to imitate Mary Shelley's voice as closely as possible, I wrote what would have happened if Frankenstein actually created the mate for his monster instead of destroying it.

I sat at my desk, blindly staring at the violent storm ripping at the windows. The thunder was roaring and the wind was howling as if to chastise me. Rain pelted the windows, ready to break in. A crack of lightening illuminated the room, only to be followed by impenetrable darkness seconds later. The lightening brought back memories I was trying to avoid.
The lightening was not unlike the one that struck earlier in the night. With that crack of lightening, another filthy fiend opened its eyes. As promised, the monster took its female away out of my sight. It was now over. The monster and its partner were going to go far away, unable to harm anyone anymore. But disgust and agony soon found its way into my heart. Oh! How could I have been so ignorant, making the same mistake again! I should have gotten rid of any trace of the monster, extinguishing any seeds left behind. But I not only brought another to our world, I started a race of demons. The monsters will now bring more spawns of the devil into the world, thirsting for parenthood. Uncountable demons will now wander this world, uncontrolled and blood thirsty. Every death that happened from now on, every tragedy that terrorized lives would all be on me. How could I live with that? Excruciating pain took control of my body, making it impossible to breathe. My body started to tremble and my knees were unable to support my body. I collapsed on my chair, left with no energy inside me to even stand up.
How long have I been sitting there? The pain has now left my body, leaving me as an empty vessel, void of any emotion. A sudden thought struck me. I felt a strange sense of power growing in me. Had I not just accomplished my dreams? I now control the power of life of a new species. I am now a father to many, worthy of the gratitude of my many children. I have succeeded in what many could only dream of, breathing life into death not only once but twice. Let the monsters breed! I am now a God to these creatures, their one true creator and savior. I now have to await my glory.
I looked in the mirror across the room. Unrecognizable eyes filled with madness met mine. Horror filled my heart, making it unbearable to be living in my body. Is this what I had become? Filled with pride in creating more horrors, awaiting praise for terrorizing the world? I realized that I didn’t create a monster, I was one. It was inevitable that any creature created by me would have become a demon when I was the father of demons, Satan himself. I have brought terror into this world, opening the gates to Hell. How could I dare face my father, dear Clerval, sweet and beloved Elizabeth? My existence would only corrupt them, taking them with me to the realms of Hell. The monster inside me might take over any second, planting absurd ideas into my head and creating more abortions. I couldn’t let that happen. It is not only the creatures that need to be isolated from humanity, I am also an impending danger. 
Where would I go? Someplace nobody has ever been before, someplace with no danger of anybody coming after. I realized that I need to head north. I need to go to a place that nobody has succeeded in going to. If I were to follow other’s footsteps and die on the journey, let me die! I deserve no lesser punishment. Only after it is erased of my presence will the world be put to peace again. No trace of my existence can be left, no further contact with anybody. Oh, how could I live my life without the warmth of my family and lovers? But I didn’t deserve their love. I have sinned and now the only way I can redeem myself is if I erased my existence. I needed to leave immediately, before anybody can see me. I left the lavatory in haste, desperate to get away from all the equipment, in a hurry to spare humanity from coming in contact with such a despicable man again.
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