Since childhhod I always heard the name Frankenstein, but I never knew the story. Up until I read the novel by Mary Shelley, I thought that Frankenstein was the actual monster. Without seeing any of the movies, I had my own mental images of what "Frankenstein" looked like. I always saw pictures or costumes of "Frankenstein" which made him to be this huge, gross monster. Upon reading this novel, I learned that Victor Frankenstein was a creator interested in science and that the monster was his creation. Even after I concluded my reading I did not have a detailed description of the monster. So, I let my imagination run wild based on Victor's response to his creation, the monster's feelings of himslef, and on my previous images. Mary Shelley lets her audience create the monster mentally and pictorally. I also really like the manner in which the story is told. It is told via letters and via conversations that share emotions and the history of the creation and its consequences. The book kept me at the edge of my bed a few times. I could not believe all the hardships and losses encountered by Victor. I also could not believe his disgust with his own creation which he wanted so badly to create. Throughout many points I felt bad for the monster. My pitty for him and his alienation made me think that I was right in thinking that Frankenstien was the monster. He created something he wanted but when he got the job done he did not end up liking the fruits of his labor. I also really enjoyed the novel because of its contradictions. For example, creating life using "dead" parts. There are many different ways to interpret Victor's story and his relationships as well as his thoughts, feelings, and causes of his actions. I thought that the novel was very touching at the end. I really enjoyed reading it , and I'm glad that I now know the story of Frankenstein, and who the real monster is!