I used to get this book out of the library repetitively, until at one point I got my own brand new copy, and now after ten or so years of abuse is now completely worn (that just tells how much I love it, I get really anal about the binding in my books getting broken). There are gel pen marks on the page from when I chewing on the end of one and itburst. Besides that I loved, loved the story. I was so angry when they made that movie a few years ago. I’m not normally one of those people who get really annoyed when they adapt movies into books and change things, but that adaptation makes me furious, furious. I don’t why they didn’t just follow the book, because it would have just made a much more epic and wonderful film. I still remember the heartbreak when Ella broke Char’s heart, and how exciting it was at end when she finally broke the curse. My heart was with these characters, and in a way they still are. Itwas the escape I needed from the black ages of elementary school. I read it so much that at one point had my mom open the book at a random part of the story and ask me a question about it and I would know the answer. Along with my teddy bear Pinky I would drag it along on vacations. I know that Levine has written fairy tales since, but none of them will ever compare to this story and now that I think about it, it is still my favorite novel. I think it will always be.
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