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The book “ Red Queen” is a good and should be read by almost everyone but I think there are some place where the author could of added more details about this and that instead he or she keep it simple. Also, the book really didn’t drag me into it like after reading a couple of more chapters I thought there was going to be some kind of action that  would make me jump out my seat but there was only a little bit and that kind made me upset, so the author should look back at the book to more action in it but who knows the other books might be a little or lot better then the first.
The Red Queen almost reminds me of my cousin because she use to not like fridays and never understood why maybe because she has to work outside or maybe she didn’t like people but point blank I think that they both act the same because either likes going outside being in the hot sun burning up. Although this can use a few fixes to it I think it is still good to read when you have nothing else to do around your house or in class it has a few life pointer to get you through the day, well in my eyes it does but that’s what I think so take my advice or not that’s up to you.
Therefore, go check out the “ Red Queen” in your library or somewhere else  because who know you might learn a thing or two while reading the book and make sure to takes notes while reading it and maybe suggest it to someone else who would might like to read it in their spare time doing nothing at all in school or at home by themselves in their room. Last thing about this book I did like about is that it was in the eyes of a female and not a male because some books I read are in the eyes of a male almost all the time so that really made me happy to see that it was female character first and not a male character in the beginning of the story.

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