Poor Creature

I found myself sympathizing with the creature the most in this book. Sure Walton isolated himself from his friends with his studies, and Victor played God and watched two of his loved ones die, but nobody knows the troubles that the Creature has seen (little Louis Armstrong reference there). All the creature wanted to do was care. On page 35 he reached out like an infant to embrace his "father". He spent a year observing the DeLaceys and taking care of them by bringing them wood, only to be shunned and cast away when Mr. DeLacey finally sees the revolting mess that the creature is. With a face that only a mother could love, and a father that couldn't even love him, the creature lived a lonely, sad life that could've been avoided if people learned to love based on the stuff on the inside, rather than appearances.