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           yetthevesselinwhichIwas,thewindthatblewmefromthedetestedshoreofIreland,andtheseawhichsurroundedmetoldmetooforciblythatIwasdeceivedbynovisionandthatClerval,myfriendanddearestcompanion,hadfallenavictimtomeandthemonsterofmycreation.Irepassed,inmymemory,mywholelife—myquiethappinesswhileresidingwithmyfamilyinGeneva,thedeathofmymother,andmydepartureforIngolstadt.Iremembered,shuddering,themadenthusiasmthathurriedmeontothecreationofmyhideousenemy,andIcalledtomindthenightinwhichhefirstlived.Iwasunabletopursuethetrainofthought;athousandfeelingspresseduponme,andIweptbitterly.EversincemyrecoveryfromthefeverIhadbeeninthecustomoftakingeverynightasmallquantityoflaudanum,foritwasbymeansofthisdrugonlythatIwasenabledtogaintherestnecessaryforthepreservationoflife.Oppressedbytherecollectionofmyvariousmisfortunes,Inowswalloweddoublemyusualquantityandsoonsleptprofoundly.Butsleepdidnotaffordmerespitefromthoughtandmisery;mydreamspresentedathousandobjectsthatscaredme.TowardsmorningIwaspossessedbyakindofnightmare;Ifeltthefiend’sgraspinmyneckandcouldnotfreemyselffromit;groansandcriesranginmyears.Myfather,whowaswatchingoverme,perceivingmyrestlessness,awokeme;thedashingwaveswerearound,thecloudyskyabove,thefiendwasnothere:asenseofsecurity,afeelingthatatrucewasestablishedbetweenthepresenthourandtheirresistible,disastrousfutureimpartedtomeakindofcalmforgetfulness,ofwhichthehumanmindisbyitsstructurepeculiarlysusceptible.