Dear John Green,

You just killed off Alaska with one third of the book still left. What more could you possibly write about? Is she going to pull a Sherlock? Is this one of those ghost books where she and Miles communicate through a mirror in a dark bathroom? Is she going to jump out of the casket and say surprise?

No, I’m not taking this well at all. And no, I don’t want to see your face on YouTube today.

Hating (sweetly),

Anne on page 203 of Looking for Alaska (Eine wie Alaska)

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  1. I know lots of people who hated this book . . . and this might be why.

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