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        My mom says I should try to be more professional about the reviews I write. That I need to focus on the plot and the characters and everything, in stead of just talking about the "feelings" I get from a book.
I promise to that, someday, with some book, but not this one.

Reading it in class yesterday, I was smiling at the book the whole time thinking how cute everything was going.
Finishing it today on first period, I was crying so hard that the teacher asked me if I was okay, and I could only shake my head "yes".
I used to think that happy endings only belonged in the books and not in the real life; turns out, not all books have happy endings either. I mean, I sure did know that, but I didn't think that one of these "not so happy" endings, would actually make me feel this low, and this sad. Like, truly SAD.
This was an excelent book. Beautiful, in the literal meaning of the word. It took me two days to read, but I wish that it would last longer. Living in Finch and Violet's heads was nice.
Anyway, as nice as it was, this wasn't the right time for me to read this book. I wasn't ready for it, to be honest, but I still enjoyed it deeply.