Many people wear some sort of mask, whether it be a real or figurative.

Masks to sometimes hide what we are feeling, ignoring all the important ones we don’t want to think about at all. With smiles, that aren’t sincere. Or laughter that hides our pain. We do encounter these kind of masks once in a while.

Hiding feelings from the ones we love, and most importantly ourselves. 5 extra minutes in the bathroom, a bit alone time at lunch. I believe everyone needs alone time at some point in a week to take time by ourselves to understand and cope with whatever is happening in life right now. Learning its okay not to be okay. Just don’t try to hide it from yourself, or you’ll just keep hurting yourself more and more.

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Who is Frankenstein?

I believe Frankenstein was a book of loneliness rather than what many people believed to be as a scary book. If you haven’t read it already, read it, its worth the $5-$10! This post contains a bit of spoilers.

When I was in school, reading and learning about Mary Shelly’s Frankenstein, my teacher also introduced this book’s main theme as loneliness.

I don’t believe anyone could fully and completely relate to this book, but I think almost everyone can relate a bit in some way.  We have all felt loneliness in some point of our life, whether you were lost as a freshman or new kid in school, whether you were in a full room, place, city filled with so many people around and yet you still felt alone. Even for me, an introvert. I love being alone. I always believe everyone should have alone time, even if you are married and/or have kids. I do get many many opportunities to be alone and I really enjoy it. But it still does get lonely at some points.

All the Creature wanted was to love and be loved back (like everyone else in the world).

He was born, and abandoned minutes later, then later roaming the towns. He was just merely a baby just in many dead peoples bodies. Yes, it was as gory as it seems. Victor Frankenstein was the monster. He collected dead body parts, from graves, hospitals, morgues. All for satisfaction, for the appraise he would get from others, being written as the first. The Creature (what I was taught to call him) never got and felt love, the way everyone should be loved, by a parent, friendships, partners.

The Creature was huge, masculine, had scars all over his body, and yellowish. No one loved him or even gave him a single chance simply because he was ‘ugly’ and ‘scary’. Though he saved an unattended little girl from drowning, then he was shot at from her father. The Creature couldn’t even be loved by an elderly blind man, and his children. Once the kids saw the Creature with their father. The kids forcefully pushed him out, and they all ran from their own home the next day.

I think ‘Hollywood’ over did it a bit, The Creature was not Frankenstein, Frankenstein was the scientist who created the monster. The Creature also didn’t have green skin, nor bolts in his neck. Also the only person to have created actual life from the deceased was Victor Frankenstein and though The Creature wanted a wife, and Victor promised to, he actually never fully created and gave life to her. So Bride of Frankenstein wasn’t really from the original book.

Throughout the classic books I have had to read through high school, I think Frankenstein by Mary Shelley is my favorite classic. Through Beowulf, Romeo and Juliet, Julieas Ceaser, and many more. I actually did fall in love with this book.

Yes he definitely should not have killed the loved ones of his own father and creator, Mr. Victor Frankenstein. There is absolutely no reason he should have killed them, there was a safer alternative to getting Victor’s attention.

But I also did learn a lot. Literally don’t judge a book by its cover, whether a real book, or a person by their looks (I didn’t expect that to rhyme). I actually didn’t think I would care for Frankenstein as much as I did, I thought it was going to be another school, had to be read book.

If you haven’t read it. I hope you do at some point. I don’t think I spoiled much.


Have you read Frankenstein. Did you care for it or did you brush off because school?

What is your favorite classic book?

Leave it in the comments, I would actually love to know.

Sincerely Yours Jolee G


“Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.


In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeoning of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.


Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.


It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.”


-William Ernest Henley

I believe this poem speaks to many people as well. Very powerful, a little bit harder to fully understand (than Bukowski’s No Help For That) being written in the late 1800’s. But I’m sure you understand the meaning of it. If not, try to read every line, carefully.

I found this when I was down in the dumps, around my Junior year of high school. I actually forgot about it for a long time, until I actually found it again a couple of days after I graduated. I thought it was perfect timing.

It actually surprised me that I never got taught this in school. If you remember high school, whether it was good, bad or in the middle. You may have felt lost, and terrible, like me. I feel like If I was able to learn and fully understand this in school, I think it would have helped me and many other teenagers.

We live the life we choose. It is hard. Life isn’t fair a good amount of time. But it’s worth it!

I’ve said this many times before. I believe everything happens for a reason, through the good and even the bad times. It says right there in the poem, that person never gave up, through the blood, sweat, and punishments. & That persons life is their own. Like yours is your very own as well.

You can’t blame anyone else for your life. We all have choices, we all have paths. Its ours whether we want to take it or leave it. Yes the journey of life is incredibly hard for the things we want. We have our goals that take a long time to get. That’s the point of taking so long, its fun, its hard, It is the journey of life.

Also I feel like today or maybe its just me and my peers feel like we need a savior, a knight shining armor, someone to save us from ourselves and from falling into our deep hole but this poem had no ‘savior’ It reminded me I have to save myself, you can’t plead for someone to save you when you can’t even help yourself. I’m not at all trying to say not to ask people for help, but I don’t believe someone could “SAVE” me when I can’t even try to save myself.


  I hope when you are older you are proud of your accomplishments, proud of the obstacles you jumped through, and even the mistakes you failed because no doubt you learned from them.

Sincerely Yours Jolee G.