A review by agxxo
I Woke Up Dead at the Mall by Judy Sheehan

1.0

Yikes.

Yikes.

YIKES.


I wanted so badly to love this book; I’ve been wanting to read this for about three years or so.

It moved so fast, which I get it, you’re kind of on a time constraint, but really, you fell in love with the ghost boy in two days?

The writing was very juvenile. I wouldn’t class this as middle-grade, but I wouldn’t class it as YA, either. It’s like in the middle of the two.

I hated Lacey. Lacey was a word-I-won’t-say-because-I-don’t-personally-swear-but-starts-with-B.

Sarah seemed to think everything was about her on haunting day, when it wasn’t just HER haunting day.

Declan was so stupid and pointless and self-obsessed… I have no other words.

I kind of liked Alice, that was about it.

Don’t read this book.
Don’t buy this book.
Don’t look at this book.
Don’t even think about this book.