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The Review Corner: Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children By Ella

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The Review Corner
By Ella ✍✍📚🎥📺📝📝


Hello! I’m Ella, and this is the review corner of the school newspaper, where I review both a movie or a book.
Since it’s October and Halloween is a few days away, I chose a very popular book I've heard good things about…

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs!


My Review:
5 OUT OF 5 PANTHER PAWS! 😻
I liked this book a lot! It was really cool and creepy, and one of the things I admired was the use of the vintage photography, which really helped the book get its creepy Victorian vibe. Another thing I liked was the variety of the characters. There was a lot of adventure and fantasy. It was a very cool book, and I recommend it to both 7th and 8th graders.

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