RE: The Last House on Needless Street by Catriona Ward

You know books, they do things to you. Always do. They leave you weak, lurching, horrified, or stunned. They turn you into a detective or make you feel hopeless. And sometimes, they make you see the world and the people in it differently.

I absolutely love books but I hate the thing they do to me and what they make me feel;)
Lovely review btw