Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children Short Review

Title: Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar children (Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Children #1)

Author: Ransom Riggs

Published: June 7, 2011

Pages: 352

My rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟

Goodreads summary

A mysterious island. An abandoned orphanage. A strange collection of curious photographs.

A horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. As Jacob explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that the children were more than just peculiar. They may have been dangerous. They may have been quarantined on a deserted island for good reason. And somehowβ€”impossible though it seemsβ€”they may still be alive.

My review

This book was a really unique read.
At first I wasn’t sure to read it, I was afraid that this book would be way too scary for me. But it wasn’t. 

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children is an amazing fantasy/adventure book combined with weird photographs that made the book even more interesting, they add a whole new dimension to the story.

An important thing that has to be said about the photographs is that they are all genuine. The author didn’t take them after he wrote the book but he first found the photographs and then he built the story around them.

There’s humor, sentiment, action and also a little bit of romance. 

“I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good”

I liked Jacob ‘s personality, especially  his sense of humor. But I loved Emma ‘s character, she is a strong and brave – hearted,  but she doesn’t change after meeting Jacob, she doesn’t become less brave (as it happens in some books).

Ransom’s writing style is very creative and the way he describes characters and locations made imagining everything so easy (and obviously the photographs help imagining things).

“I used to dream about excaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was “


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