The Lost Children

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Twelve-year-old Josephine Russing lives alone with her father. Mr. Russing is a distant, cold man best known for his insistence that every member of their town wear gloves at all times, just as he does—even at home—and just as he forces his daughter to do as well. Then one day Josephine meets a boy named Fargus. But when she tries to follow him, he mysteriously disappears and Josephine finds herself in another world called Gulm. Gulm is ruled by the "Master," a terrifying villain who has taken all the children of...

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Overview

Twelve-year-old Josephine Russing lives alone with her father. Mr. Russing is a distant, cold man best known for his insistence that every member of their town wear gloves at all times, just as he does—even at home—and just as he forces his daughter to do as well. Then one day Josephine meets a boy named Fargus. But when she tries to follow him, he mysteriously disappears and Josephine finds herself in another world called Gulm. Gulm is ruled by the "Master," a terrifying villain who has taken all the children of Gulm. With Fargus by her side, and joined by Fargus's friend Ida, Josephine must try to find her way home. As the trio attempt to evade the Master, they encounter numerous adventures and discover the surprising truth about the land of Gulm, and Josephine's own life back home.

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Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
"Entrancing debut fantasy . . . pulses with life and promise"

—Austin-American Statesman

"With a quirky and charming style that should draw in readers from the outset, Cohagan's debut is a gently creepy, captivating fantasy about loss, determination, and hope."
Publisher's Weekly

Children's Literature - Lois Rubin Gross
Take the tesseract from A Wrinkle in Time, the portal of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and a wistful of "There's no place like home," from The Wizard of Oz, and you will have The Lost Children. However, the book is more than its derivative parts. Josephine Russing, the daughter of a dower father who forces the citizenry of his town to wear gloves at all times, longs only for love and affection from her father. She literally stumbles into an adventure when a young boy named Fargus leads her through an inter-dimensional door to the town of Gulm. Gulm is ruled by a mini-mean tyrant called the Master and terrorized by a tribe of mouthless monsters called the Brothers. Children in Gulm have an unfortunate habit of disappearing since the Brothers need their youthful life force to exist, much as succulents take water from the earth. Josephine, Fargus, and Gargus' friend, Ida, go on a quest to free Gulm's children and challenge the despotic Master who may, or may not, be related to Josephine. Readers will love the complexity of the plot and good readers will thrive on the challenging vocabulary. Some monstrous encounters with the Brothers (pre-taming by Josephine) are decidedly dark, so recommend this book to your fearless readers. Reviewer: Lois Rubin Gross
School Library Journal
Gr 4–7—Lonely Josephine Russing, 12, is ignored by her father and is an outcast at school. One day she follows a strange mute boy into her toolshed and falls through a vortex into an orphan asylum near the medieval-like town of Gulm, where the boy, Fargus, and his brash friend Ida will soon be sacrificed to a boy-tyrant named the Master, who has ruled for decades with two minion beasts, the Brothers, who feed by siphoning energy from children. The plucky threesome escape, evade the Brothers, and are betrayed by a couple who send Ida and Fargus to the Master. Josephine is rescued by the son of a dimensional/time travel scholar, and they must rescue Ida and Fargus and get Josephine and the children of Gulm home. This ambitious fairy-tale adventure takes on time travel, immortality, the importance of family, and, ultimately, the power of love, with many funny foibles, tragic histories, twists, and family secrets revealed. Josephine and Ida are spunky, realistic heroines, but the pacing is slowed by frequent detours into backstory and too many secondary characters. The plot doesn't always hang together, and the fractured narrative sometimes requires a push to get through. The ending, including revelations about Josephine's father, doesn't add up. This is a possibility for nondiscriminating fantasy readers, but it isn't likely to be wholly satisfying.—Riva Pollard, Prospect Sierra Middle School, El Cerrito, CA
Publishers Weekly
With a quirky and charming style that should draw in readers from the outset, Cohagan's debut is a gently creepy, captivating fantasy about loss, determination, and hope. Josephine is 12 years old and desperately lonely. One day, a mysterious boy, Fargus, appears at her house, mute and hungry. Fargus has been fascinated with Josephine ever since he found the “crack” between their worlds, but he never expected her to accidentally follow him back to the land of Gulm, ruled by the evil “Master,” where children are taken from their families and fear has hold of the townspeople. Fargus and his friend Ida escape with Josephine to avoid becoming the Master's next victims. When Josephine is separated from her friends and they are taken captive, she must determine her connection to the Master and confront him to rescue them. There are some brutal moments (Ida's parents are murdered in cold blood), but the atmosphere of peril is generally light and the puzzle of what happened to the missing children is managed well, without being too disturbing to the intended audience. Ages 8–12. (Feb.)
Kirkus Reviews
Twelve-year-old Josephine falls through a wormhole into a land whose cruel ruler bears her distant father's name in this confused and confusing debut. Arriving suddenly in the cellar of a decrepit orphanage, Josephine quickly hooks up with silent Fargus and bossy Ida (who seems none the worse for having both parents murdered), then escapes to take on the locality's Master-an all-knowing, unaging lad who compels families to give up their children. Said children are left tied up in deep holes, where a pair of doglike monsters feed on them in some nebulous way. Most of the tale reads like a rough draft: Fargus and Ida somehow go from free to captive with no transitional scene, for instance, and the author never troubles to explain how the Master can know everything about everybody in the land, or what exactly it is that the monsters consume that leaves their victims (and the Master) with adult minds in the bodies of children. Readers who get to the resolution will find it as contrived and illogical as the rest of the book. (Fantasy. 11-13)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781416986164
  • Publisher: Aladdin
  • Publication date: 2/9/2010
  • Pages: 313
  • Age range: 8 - 12 Years
  • Lexile: 740L (what's this?)
  • Product dimensions: 5.70 (w) x 8.30 (h) x 1.30 (d)

Meet the Author

Carolyn Cohagan grew up in Austin, Texas, and has an extensive theater background. She has performed stand-up and one-woman shows at festivals around the world including Edinburgh, Edmonton and Adelaide. She is an advocate for literacy among young readers, volunteering with the non-profit organization Reading to Kids. She currently lives in Los Angeles, California, and The Lost Children is her first novel.

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The Lost Children


By Carolyn Cohagan

Aladdin

Copyright © 2010 Carolyn Cohagan
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9781416986164

ONE


Josephine Russing owned 387 pairs of gloves. She had them in wool and cotton and silk. She had them in plaid and paisley and print. She even had a pair that had been made from the fur of an albino sloth.


Josephine, her gloves, and her father, Leopold Russing, lived in a big empty farmhouse miles and miles away from the nearest neighbor or trading post. Josephine had no friends to speak of, but even if she had, she would never have invited them to visit her home. Other children might expect her father to say hello, to ask their names, or to serve them iced lemonade. And when he didn't, they might learn Josephine's most horrible, most shameful, most unspoken secret.


Her father ignored her completely.


Mr. Russing skulked around their house in silence, reading, cooking meals, or washing clothes, occasionally glancing at Josephine as if she were a neighbor's cat who'd sneaked in the window. Since her mother had died, Josephine's only indication that her father remembered she existed was that each week he brought her a new pair of gloves. He never said anything about them, or acknowledged when she wore them, but every Friday evening when Josephine checked her chest of drawers, there would be a brand-new pair of gloves inside. Josephine would have preferred a conversation or the occasional "How was school today?" but she wore the gloves dutifully, accepting each new pair as some minute sign that her father actually cared for her.


But it was hard to believe that Mr. Russing cared for anything. He was an imposing presence, tall with salt-and-pepper hair that he slicked back, exposing an intimidating widow's peak. His brown eyes were inscrutable and never seemed to rest on anything for long. Josephine was fairly certain he couldn't name her eye color (amber) or her age (twelve). He wore expensive suits that were always perfectly pressed, along with his own special pair of gray silk gloves.


He was extremely unpopular in the town, and it wasn't just because he was strangely quiet and wore the expression of someone who'd just smelled sour milk. People hated him because he was responsible for the most outrageous law ever to be passed in the town's history: Every citizen was required to wear gloves at all times.


This might be fine if one was a banker or an accountant or something of that sort, but imagine what it was like for the farmers and carpenters and bakers, who worked with their hands. They hated the law, but if they were caught not wearing gloves, they were fined.


How did this silly law get passed in the first place? It happened one night many years ago when Mr. Russing was in the middle of a heated game of five-card stud with the city mayor. Mayor Supton had four jacks and was feeling a bit cocky. But Leo Russing had a straight flush, and when he won, he decided to forgo his monetary winnings and demand that the mayor pass a new law on his behalf. The mayor quickly acquiesced, happy to escape with his wallet intact.


Mr. Russing was the only man who manufactured gloves in the town, so one can imagine how much this law improved his business. He had three factories lined up in a row like ducks—that is to say, they were actually shaped like ducks (Josephine's father had bought the buildings from a man in the bathtub toy business who was down on his luck). In one building the gloves were designed. In another they were cut and pinned. And in the third they were sewn, by hand, by women who'd been shipped over from an island across the ocean and who didn't mind sewing gloves...while wearing gloves.


He was the wealthiest man in town. And people hated him, for his money and for his stupid law. And the children hated Josephine. As they sat in the classroom, hands sweating and itching from their gloves, they would glare at her and whisper mean things. But she was too shy to defend herself, to try to explain that she had nothing to do with the gloves and that she hated wearing them too.


Josephine barely remembered her mother, and the recollection was less of a picture and more of a sensation, an ethereal feeling that Josephine couldn't pinpoint but that most children know very well. It was a sense of safety and love. For Josephine this feeling was elusive, as if she were sopping wet and couldn't remember what it was to be dry.


Surprisingly, the vision from her early childhood that haunted Josephine the most was not of her mother, but of her father. She could recollect him standing on the front lawn, his hair a rich brown, smiling and waving to her mother inside the house. He was, as always, wearing a crisp suit and the gray gloves, but he was smiling and—Josephine was just sure of it—he was happy. It was very difficult to reconcile the joyful man on the lawn with the father she now lived with. But she clung to the memory desperately, only letting it out at night when she could sink into it like a warm duvet.


Josephine had always gone to school of her own accord. Her father didn't notice if she went or not, which many children might imagine as an ideal situation, but not Josephine. She loved books. And school was the only place where she could get her hands on more, so she attended regularly and worked diligently. She felt confident when she was reading. She imagined that because she was able to admire and understand the characters in the stories, the characters (had they been real) would have liked and understood her in return. Sometimes when she neared the end of a story, she would force herself to read very, very slowly, because she dreaded the moment when it was all over, when she would have to look up and remember her own dull life. So she always read the last paragraph twice before turning the page, detesting that brutally blank final sheet.


Josephine had a delicate heart-shaped face, a button nose, and long eyelashes that made her eyes wide and bright. Not that anyone saw her eyes, since she always walked around with a curly mop of hair obscuring her face. She was lean and gangly, and she hated her spindly legs.


While the children would have nothing to do with Josephine, she intrigued the schoolteacher, Ms. Kirdle. Josephine possessed an almost frightening ability to remember lectures word for word, and unlike the other children, Josephine never talked to her neighbors, or giggled when Ms. Kirdle's new shoes squeaked, or pointed if she saw a dog out the window. She always sat still and captivated at the back of the classroom, chewing on her frizzy locks.


And she got perfect marks.


Ms. Kirdle, a kind woman with mannish eyebrows, worried about Josephine's apparent lack of friends. When she told the children to form groups, no one wanted to include Josephine. Ms. Kirdle only had to look down at her own gloved hands to understand their resentment, but she still thought they were being unfair. She sometimes managed to slip Josephine extra books when no one was watching.


Every afternoon school ended with Ms. Kirdle reading aloud from a story, and this was Josephine's favorite part of the day. She would close her eyes and listen to Ms. Kirdle's dulcet voice, temporarily forgetting that eventually she would have to gather her books and papers and return to her unbearably quiet house.


But that callous bell would always ring, jolting Josephine out of her reverie, and the room would fill with the sharp scratchings of chairs on the wood floor as the other children hurried to escape. And Josephine would watch out the window as mothers came to gather their broods, retie unlaced shoes, and patiently listen to the ceaseless list of wonders and complaints that school always produced. Only after the other children and mothers had walked away would Josephine leave the building. She preferred not to hear the whispering her presence seemed to provoke among adults.


This was Josephine's life—school, books, and a weekly pair of new gloves—until one spring day when a small boy named Fargus arrived in her garden.


2010 Carolyn Cohagan

TWO


It was a hot, humid day, and as Josephine walked the dusty three miles home, she was in a bit of a snit. Ms. Kirdle had been lecturing all week about horticulture and had ordered all of the students to go home and plant tomatoes. Josephine was annoyed because when she got home, she?d been planning to finish a delightful book about a giant who falls in love with a barn. And now she would have to deal with these vexing tomatoes instead.


She wearily walked in her front door and hung her schoolbag on a peg in the hall closet. She took off her gloves, a purple pair with feathers at the cuffs (sometimes she walked around bare-handed before her father got home). She removed a small sack of seeds from her pocket and carefully read the directions. She saw there were certain tools she was going to need for the job. She sighed, for the tools were located in Josephine's least favorite place in the entire world.


Old and rickety, the toolshed at the back of their property seemed to be held together by its abundant cobwebs, and whenever Josephine was required to go inside it, she had the distinct feeling that something had just ended, that moments before her hand had landed on the door latch, there had been a party of rats, a meeting of roaches, or a small union of spiders conspiring to land in her hair.


She shuddered at the thought and begrudgingly put on her mud boots, an old pair that had once belonged to her father, and went out the back door to the patio. She awkwardly plodded in the oversize shoes across the vast lawn to the small shed at the back. Josephine's house had been built just after she was born, but this shed had been around for generations. It belonged to a time that Josephine couldn't even picture, and if she tried to imagine the people who had lived then or the many people who may have stood in front of the shed just as she did now, it made her teeth hurt (Josephine's molars frequently ached when she tried to process difficult or abstract information).


She lifted and pulled at the squeaky door until it relented with a burst of stale air. Even in the afternoon sun, the shed was dark and cool, like a mausoleum. She entered slowly and instinctively ran her hand through her curls, searching for spiders. As soon as Josephine's eyes had adjusted to the darkness, she could see the small shovel and watering can she needed. She snatched them up and darted out of the shed. As the door swung shut behind her, she almost thought she heard an exhale, as if the shed were relieved to see her go.


Back in the daylight, she surveyed the backyard for an appropriately sunny place for her tomatoes. She saw a dirt patch that was near enough to the house that she could spot it from the kitchen window but far enough away not to annoy her father.


She walked briskly across the lawn toward the chosen sight and heard a crunch beneath her foot. She lifted her shoe and saw that she had stepped on a snail. Her heart sank as she thought of his long, deliberate journey across her yard, and she imagined the mama snail and baby snail who would be waiting for him to return. But he never would, thanks to her thoughtlessness. She wistfully cleaned off her boot and reminded herself to watch her step.


She was soon hacking at soil with the little shovel, turning the earth as Ms. Kirdle had shown them. She reviewed the teacher's lecture in her mind.


"The tomato is a 'perennial,' which means it grows year-round. The plant grows as a series of branching stems, with buds at the tips that do the actual growing. It needs plenty of water and six hours of sunlight a day."


Josephine opened her little packet of seeds and poured them into the fresh hole.


She wished the teacher had asked them to grow something more interesting, like maybe a nice cactus. A cactus was a succulent, which was a word Josephine liked a lot, and she said it out loud now: "Ssssucculent." It had something called a taproot that grew underground and stored energy for the cactus to use if there was a drought. Some of them could go as long as two years without water. And just in case her father should decide he didn't want anything growing in his lawn, a cactus had needles to protect itself. A tomato was just silly and squashy and completely helpless.


She covered her tomato seeds with plenty of water, as Ms. Kirdle had instructed. As she packed the soil back into the hole, she began to converse out loud. Josephine had been talking to herself for years but often didn't realize it. Most of the time, since she had no one else to talk to, she would tell her father about her day.


"Johnny Baskin's been wearing the same socks to school for weeks and he's starting to smell. Nelly Wipshill likes Brian Union but Brian likes Fiona Valley."


She would imagine him nodding his head and laughing, as he had done that day when her mother had still been alive.


A twig snapped to Josephine's right. She looked over, expecting to see a robin or a squirrel. But what she saw made her cry out. A small, barefoot boy with a suitcase in his hand was standing on the lawn, staring at her. He was an intense boy with hard brown eyes and small lips. Josephine caught her breath.


"You scared me to death!" she scolded him.


He continued to stare at her without answering.


"What are you doing here?" Josephine asked, squinting at him from behind her tangle of hair. There was something very strange about this boy.


He took a step toward her and put the suitcase down on the ground. He was a few years younger than Josephine. She couldn't imagine why he would be wandering around alone all the way out here. "Are you lost?" She tried a smile.


He twisted his face and opened his mouth as if to respond, but no words emerged. Just air.


"I'm Josephine. What's your name?" she demanded. But still nothing.


Josephine stood up, brushed herself off, and walked past the boy to the front of the house. He followed her like a loyal puppy. She looked up and down the dirt road, expecting to see his mother or father. But the road was empty. The next house was miles away. Was he some sort of runaway? She'd never seen him in school or anywhere else in town. She didn't know what to do. She turned back toward the boy and for the first time noticed that he wasn't wearing gloves. Definitely not local, she thought. He was scrawny and pale and looked as if he hadn't had a good meal in a long while.


"Do you want some food?" she tried.


He smiled and nodded, so Josephine led him back to the house. They entered the kitchen and Josephine took off her mud boots. She pointed to a chair at the table. It was the one she usually used. Somehow she felt that if the boy sat in her father?s chair, her father would know about it immediately. Almost as if he had read her thoughts, the boy put down his suitcase and used it for a chair.


Josephine retrieved some leftover oatmeal from the refrigerator and began to reheat it on the stove. She added plenty of brown sugar and milk, the way she liked it herself, and set it down in front of the boy. He stared at it for a long moment and then stuck his nose deep into the bowl for a sniff. When he brought his head back up, he had oatmeal on his nose. Josephine giggled and the boy self-consciously wiped his nose on his sleeve and went back to staring at the oatmeal.


Finally, as if a switch had been thrown, he grabbed the spoon and began wolfing down his food, shoving it in so fast that Josephine was afraid he would choke. He finished the oatmeal in seconds and then used his fingers to gather the sugar that was left on the sides of the bowl. He licked them, ecstatic, as though he'd never tasted anything sweet before.


"You were hungry, huh?" Josephine asked.


He looked at her, more alert now, eyes shining. He nodded.


"How did you get here?"


The boy looked away from her, at the ceiling and then the floor.


Sensing his anxiety, she added, "I won't tell anyone. I promise." She looked intently at him and he stared back, long and hard. It seemed to Josephine that he was trying to make up his mind about something. Then, in one motion, he got up from his suitcase and walked out the back door.


"Hey!" She rushed after him onto the patio. He was standing there, pointing, as tense as a rabbit near a wolf. She followed his finger, and when she saw what he was pointing at, she sucked in her breath.


"That's where you come from?"


The boy nodded solemnly.


Josephine suddenly felt cold despite the sweltering sun. The boy was pointing at the shed.


2010 Carolyn Cohagan



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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 16, 2011

    Great Book

    You will get lost in The Lost Children by Carolyn Cohagan a former standup comic that wrote this book with a sales rank of 265,236. This fantasy is like no other, it will transport you into the exiting, mysterious world. This books theme is hope, good vs. evil, friendship and freedom. Your adrenaline will run through your vanes, and your heart will pump. Before you know it, you¿ll be at the edge of your seat wondering what will happen next. Be prepared to read if you love adventure, mystery, and monsters. This heart pumping fantasy will hook you right away. Carolyn said, ¿Traveling always inspires me; new sights, sounds, smells, and colors take root in my writing without me even noticing, I always try to be a part of a writers group.¿ She is currently working on the second to this new hair rising series! In the book The Lost Children, Josephine, the main character, finds a strange boy in her garden. Without a second thought, she follows him; the next thing she knew is that she is in a magical world of Gulm! This is a page turner quest to get home with the help of her friends Ida and Fargus. Ida is a fierce, strong girl, and Fargus is a quiet, mysterious boy. Will Josephine ever find her way home? I think Carolyn Cohagan¿s craft was creative, and breathe taking. She used a lot of creative adjectives to get the reader a mental picture of the story. An example is, ¿Josephine had a delicate, and heart shaped face, a button nose, and long eyelashes that made her eyes wide and bright.¿ She also described the setting in a creative way,¿ my dad, gloves and I live miles away from the nearest neighbor, or food market. ¿It makes me feel like I¿m actually in this book! I think Carolyn was successful because this was her very first book and it was very exciting, well edited and an all nighter book. This is why I always recommend it. This person loves it too, ¿I love this book so I defiantly recommend it to anyone who loves a GREAT book!¿ This person also agrees, ¿I absolutely loved this book! After reading Harry Potter, every book I read seemed very boring. This book was AMAZING! I could not put the book down. I read it within one day because it was so interesting. I always wanted to know what happened next. I enjoyed the action and I hope that there is a sequel because I loved The Lost Children so much!¿ Some books that I might recommend that are similar to this book is, No Passengers behind This Point by Gennifer Choldenko, Savvy by Ingrid law, Scumble also by Ingrid Law, Spellbinder by Helen Stringer, and The Hunger Games trilogy series by Suzanne Collens. The book I would recommend the most is No Passengers behind This Point by Gennifer Choldenko. I would because the people in this story were also transported to another magical world. They also try to escape like Josephine. Also some people in that world they couldn¿t trust and in the world Gulm they couldn¿t trust a lot of people either. Thank you for reading my review I hope you enjoyed it! ¿

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  • Posted April 25, 2010

    The Lost Children

    This book is great if you like time travel, evil villans and strange creatures. This book is kind of hard, but really interesting! I couldn't stop reading it! If you plan on getting this book then great you'll have a blast!

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 1, 2012

    Beautiful, whimsical, wonderfully written fantasy written with a

    Beautiful, whimsical, wonderfully written fantasy written with a great female protagonist. Check it out! I can't wait for her next book!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 28, 2012

    Epic!!!!!!!!!!

    My teacher is reading it to my class and it is awsome!!!!!!!





    Lost children= awsome!!!!!!!!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 2, 2012

    Amazing..... I wish i hadn't read so fast...

    Amazing..... I wish i hadn't read so fast...

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 26, 2011

    Awsome book

    I love this book so i definately recomend it to anyone who loves a GREAT book!!!!!! :D

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 4, 2012

    Loved this amazing book

    This was amazing i liked it alot i highly reccomend this book

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2012

    Love it r

    Fantastic bravo bravo

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 18, 2012

    Amazing

    Best book i have ever read

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 14, 2011

    Its quite good

    At the begining its a little boring but aftr the half way mark its great i t total recomend it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 5, 2013

    The book was...

    I absolutly loved this book because it caught my attention when each chapter ended and then another chapter started and was about a totally different subject or character. Its by far the best book ive read in ALONG time. <3

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 26, 2012

    Best

    This is the best book ever get it and please help is their a sequal to it

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 15, 2012

    OMG

    Oh My Gosh. That was the most awesomest,inspiring,and touching story i've ever read.OH.......

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 14, 2012

    Great book

    It has so much fantasy and its so mystical and mysterious. When i read it, it actually felt like i was in the magical land of gulm. One of the best books i ever read!!!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 11, 2012

    This book

    This book is the best book ever. U can imagine every detail. It has so many details if they made this a movie they could not capture all the details.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 16, 2012

    Awesomw

    I keep readin it over and over i have the book aannd yeah read it wyen you run out of books you remember the ending but yoy cant wait to get to it

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 8, 2012

    Good

    It was a really good book fir anyone who likes mysteries love humor or just wants to try something new really good book!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 11, 2012

    Interesting

    Interesting story. I liked it!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2012

    I love it

    Beast book in my life

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    Great

    This book is fantastic my teecher read this to my class (3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th graders) and we all loved it

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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