Confession time: There are a few classics that I Just. Cannot. Stand.
Goodnight Moon, I’m looking at you. Who decorates a kid’s room in Florida Gators colors unless they’re actual Gators fans? And “Goodnight nobody”? Really?
If I am going to read a book 83,419 times and probably get hit in the head with it at least twice, I deserve to enjoy it, too.
What books do you despise? Share in the comments!