Author: Kirsten

Peoples personality’s and beliefs are often changed with events that peen throughout their lives. Victor Frank steins childhood was shaped around events, for instance the death of his mother, attending unveiresty which created a spark of interest into death “Of what a strange nature is knowledge! It clings to a mind when it has once seized on it like a lichen on a rock.”- victor – which leads to the creation of the ‘creature’ and finally the decision to not make the second creature. These decisions and events can change how future events can be played out. When Victors mother died it created sense of depression within him and also pursued the interest of death as a whole . When victors attends unvriresty and begins to study and develop his interest further into death it creates his drive to create the ‘creature’, this turned Victor into a state of regrets and anxiety which is why we later see Victor devoting his life to stop this creature in tuning other peoples lives, he felt that this was now his life duty since he created it. Finally when Victor makes the decision to oppose the creatures wish and not create the second creature, it develops into a dilemma as he the creature now wants to cause more grief and pain in Victors life, “If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!”  -creature which extends Victors life of living in fear and anguish.

The God complex

The god complex means the idea of having power of life/ death, things that relate to the idea that god exists. Dr Frankstien often relates his story to this aspect, for instance he says ” it was the secrets of heaven and earth that I desired to learn” this is Frankestien saying he wants gods power or the secret to life and death, he often uses the god complex to share his ambitions and wants.

A distressing event in their earlier life

A distressing event means getting anxiety or stress due to a occurrence. For Frankstien an early distressing event for him was the death of his mother, due to Scarlett fever. Not only did this cause grief within Frankenstein but it also spiralled an obsession with life and death within him.

A flaw in their moral compass

a flaw in a moral compass is someones personal ability to understand there choices when it comes to right and wrong

Dr Frankenstein hasn’t formed the idea straight away that creating the monster is a bad idea, he pursues his interest in death by creating it and doesn’t give up till its created , when it is created he then feels regret and guilt. This shows that Dr Frankstien moral compass doesn’t kick until something does go wrong, his knowledge of threats pursues him to change his mind towards crating another one, however thinking in the first place that potentially making another one is wrong, yet this doesn’t kick into his mind until he thinks about the consequences towards his family.

• A moment of recognition or revelation

In Frankstien he has moments of recongtniton and revelation

• When he created the monster and straight away left it as he realised it was wrong
• when his mother died he started to think about death as an interest

The creature

the creature learns about the world in a hard way, when fransktein leaves him as soon as he was born due to disgust of him ” unable to endure the aspect of the being I had created, I rushed out of the room” the creature has no knowledge of the world and has to fend and learn for himself.

He didn’t cope well as people where disgusted by the sight of him, they thought he didn’t deserve life or to be around him. This seemed unfair as it wasn’t his fault he was bought to this new world, and just because he looked different and couldn’t talk their language, he was hated and made riddance of. The creature is actually gentle and kind, he realises the emotions of people and sees pain in others, he is only rough when he is hurt, he didn’t deserve to be made fun of.

The creature is made into a “monster” when people turn him, his evil side is purely formed by neglect and no love- when fransktein creates the monster and it is seen by him as disgusting, Frank-stein is simply judging him by looks, similar to when he comes into contact with other humans and villagers – they try to get him to leave and are scared of him. However in society we often judge people on the outside but we don’t even know them, because the outside looked scary or ugly people assumed so was the inside and that he must be a threat towards him- however I believe that these moments cause a weight on peoples mind, we don’t remember the good things just the bad things, and as person I know that your self confidence and attitude will change, you’ll close up and show a different side to people.

Minor charcters

Robert walton –

Roberts letters are used at the start and end of the story, to allow the story to be told, in the story he is a sea goer that nurses fransktein back to health when he leaves to go and destroy his creation. The story of FRankstien is recorded through letters etc…. ” I have no friend, Margaret: when I am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavour to sustain me in dejection.”

Henry c-

Henry is a school mate and freind of Fransktein, he was a generous and kind man that shared some passions of Fransktein, they explored places tighter before he was killed by the creature – Henry was important in the story as we got to know him, and he showed us the importance of revenge that the creature had towards Fransktein ” I had rather be with you in your solitary rambles, than with these Scotch people whom I do not know; hasten the, my dear friend, to return, that I may again feel myself somewhat at home, which I cannot do in your absence. My dear Frankenstein, how glad I am to see you!”

Elisabeth –

this is the adopted sister of Frankstien, and later the wife of him. they write letters to each other, she’s important character as she meant a lot to Frankstien, a lot of things he did was dedicated and thought of with her. she was a sacrifice to the monster, who out of revengeance to Fransktein was strangled on her wedding day. ” They consulted their village priest, and the result was that Elizabeth Lavenza became the inmate of my parents’ house–my more than sister–the beautiful and adored companion of all my occupations and my pleasures.”

One after the other my feet pound against the cold grey concrete, the lumps of broken glass piercing  my bare feet with every step i take. The short cut through the back of Mrs william garden is my best option , trying to take the least amount of steps possible so they can’t trace me. im stuck and i here a ripping sound , realising my grey rags had snagged on the corner of the barbed wire fence, i pull hard and keep going. I hear heavy breaths and realise they are gaining fast. I  take a hard left and sprint till i reach a tall building that’s coloured a faded brown, it reads  amart and co  , i grab a rock the size of my fist and forcibiling throw it into the dirty window , when it shatters i take the rock and clear the fragments of the remaining  glass from around the edge of the window panel, i reach my hand in and twist left on the silver knob, unlocking the door .Upon entering  i notice its almost pristine inside, it smelled of rose bubble bath and coconut,  you would think people actually still worked here.

I pull myself up the 4 flights of stairs, at the end a slight sweat breaking down my forehead.

The view that looks over the whole of dystopia is amazing ,the buildings are all demolished and rumble is the only memory of them even existing, i remember dad taking me up here when i was a kid, he would put his hand on the glass and say ” enjoy this , this is our dystopia” i miss him, i miss everything, how did this come to be our dystopia , it was meant to be the future, but lately ive been thinking this is the end.

the windows shattering, glass flying everywhere, blood dripping from wounds, i hear screaming, hundreds of people’s cry for help , hands  banging against the walls, then two distinct gun shots fired at my head.

i wake with a sudden jolt,  a sweet smell circling under my nose, i walk to the window and peer out, fluorescent pink orange and blue  colours take over the air  surrounding the buildings , ” smoke bombs” i mutter under my breath. I grab my back pack and open the window, looking  down i see a long fall with a grey path meeting the end, i grab onto the window rim and press my stomach against the wall , one foot at a time i shuffle along the sill till i reach the balcony of the next window, i hear a door open and low voices , grabbing the steel pole i hook my feet around and close my eyes, i count to three then let my body fall down the pool, my hands grasping then letting go. Eventually i reach the bottom of the building , peering up i see the clouds starting to settle a deep grey and two heads poking over the balcony , they whisper something to each other then jump, woooooosh and they are right next to me.

” come with us, your time is now done” he snarled 

see theres part of the story i havent told you, so by now you probably are confused by whats happening. So here it goes..

 

dystopia wasnt always like this, up to 2040 it was a peaceful city , with a warm aroma and friendly people, we had no enemy’s and that’s how we liked it. I always enjoyed chemistry in high school, i had my own little lab at home , not that i ever made anything interesting, one day i did though. 

I was mixing fenestrae and nitro methane , just as any teenage would do, to see what happened, and suddenly it started producing a purple gas, it went into my lungs and i woke up twenty minutes later, i thought nothing of it until  4 months later    , No one saw it coming, they flew over in about 100 hundred planes dropping these gas bombs , wiping out our population, except me i must be immune , bloody nazis. They destroyed half of dystopia and made it illegal to accesses any part of dystopia,  , but i knew i had a mission , to one day bring back dystopia , but that’s another story , till then i bid you farewell …. 

Beyond the building is a ruined world, its walls traced with  lucisous green ivy. Within the water that takes over the outside perimeter, there’s millions of sculptures, some small , some big, some invisible, but they all have something in common, they don’t exist. Before you look at the pigs that take over the sky you need to under stand something, this world isn’t as it seems, one step over the grey  soldier lined bridged , and you disappear.