Christina Reviews *Bastard Out of Carolina*

“Anger was like a steady drip of poison into my soul, teaching me to hate the ones that hated me (Allison,  262).” 


          I was a late bloomer.  I didn’t read this book until I was 24 years old.  I know that there are high schools that have taught it because it was on a list of banned books when I was a teenager.  I suppose that right there is enough motivation for some people to read it.

         This is a disturbing, yet emotionally affecting, story about a young girl whose identity is wrapped up in the labels others have created for her.  It’s not the kind of book that everyone will want to read, but it’s honest and raw and there’s a beauty to that.