Creative writing demonstrating understanding and appreciation of 'Frankenstein' which is relevant to wasted lives

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Part B- Creative writing demonstrating understanding and appreciation of 'In Cold Blood' and 'Frankenstein' which is relevant to wasted lives

        I began my voyage through the Mediterranean Sea where I felt I was most at peace. The demented and satanic thoughts which were once embedded in my mind were replaced by the stillness of the sea. I was almost in a sedated state; one which wouldn't let me come back to reality to reiterate the past events. I tried to escape the misery and despair I felt because of his careless and irresponsible action. I began questioning what his retreat would be if he knew I was still out there. Had he fulfilled my ultimatum, I would have been accompanied by a friend on this journey whom I could confide in; this I longed for.

        I felt uneasy at the thought of being a sufferer as a result of his unthoughtful predicament for the past several years. Surely he must have also felt decayed and crippled; although there was a slight difference- I looked it on the outside. For two years, my creator embarked on a quest to feed his thirst for knowledge and create something in which he would be complimenting human nature. I had been born through his experiment, a wretched invention, a deformed figure whom failed to fulfil his desire and expectation of a blossoming plant. Had I been born an adequate sight, I would not be deprived of love. I would have my very own Elizabeth.  

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        I had been living as a monstrosity not given an identity. The frightful sight of me scared others and the normal sight of them scared me. Being isolated from them was a blessedness which I appreciated. I remained on the wretched ship for some time. I gazed at the horizon still, with no sign of him- him... my creator, not worthy of a name or an identity. I thought it would be unlikely to meet him again but I did not care. My intention was not to destroy him, but to be at peace.

        I woke up to a halt ...

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