tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post5847781962700342343..comments2024-01-26T19:00:16.191+10:30Comments on **QWERTY**: Review: Stolen: A Letter to My Captor Zuleezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15826150824678691641noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post-75487545320399913022013-08-29T04:06:59.668+09:302013-08-29T04:06:59.668+09:30Haha! Your review/post is so funny! :P
I really w...Haha! Your review/post is so funny! :P <br />I really want to read this book but I want an actual physical copy of it, because I feel like I'm going to love it so I should have the actual book in my hand, but unfortunately I can't find it anywhere... Hope I find it soon..<br />Oh and I don't think I'm ever visiting Australia :PAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12389648666770639623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post-46749448426032311212012-12-04T06:09:22.270+10:302012-12-04T06:09:22.270+10:30@kit: Psst..don't tell anyone, but I actually ...@kit: Psst..don't tell anyone, but I actually never met any crocodiles for the past 3 years I'm in Aus except in the zoo. Haha. I guess I need to go to the Northern Territory of Aus to see crocs in their normal habitat.<br /><br />@Alise: Hehe, sorry. Yeah, come to think of it, the camel was indeed free. You know, I cried so much when I watched Hachiko, I Am Legend and Marley & Me because of the dogs! Urghhh...THE DOGS!Zuleezahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15826150824678691641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post-62430468605168520632012-12-03T05:00:24.393+10:302012-12-03T05:00:24.393+10:30Ah, okay, now I remember! I freak out about animal...Ah, okay, now I remember! I freak out about animals too, ever since I saw Black Beauty like fifteen years ago. After a few more similar experiences, I just gave up on reading or watching any animal movies. Or I ask someone who has seen it if the animal dies. No go. The camel probably didn't bother me because it was free, albeit without care, but at least it wasn't killed or something. But you putting it that way is depressing :PAlisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06178388552763222269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post-21416055440909431552012-12-02T22:08:48.111+10:302012-12-02T22:08:48.111+10:30Haha, love this review, I'll definitely have t...Haha, love this review, I'll definitely have to get hold of a copy. And that picture of the crocodile has made my morning :)kithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03854966834578026067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post-24353752285088697672012-12-02T16:31:54.153+10:302012-12-02T16:31:54.153+10:30Nooo!! Because Ty had to bring Gemma to the hospit...Nooo!! Because Ty had to bring Gemma to the hospital by his car (which was before that left abandoned in the desert), they first rode the camel to get the car and had to leave the camel there alone and clueless.<br /><br />Since presumably Ty had to serve his time in jail, even the camel did come back, she wouldn't have someone to take care of her.<br /><br />I really hope she found her flock once again, or just any other random camel will do. *sobs*<br /><br />Sorry, I get emotional when it comes to animals.Zuleezahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15826150824678691641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520925910594964712.post-46440766872527917282012-12-02T16:07:43.283+10:302012-12-02T16:07:43.283+10:30I was just thinking about this book! I read it awh...I was just thinking about this book! I read it awhile back but I vaguely remember the camel, but not feeling sorry for it. Which is strange because that stuff usually bothers me. Didn't they just set it free? To wander off by itself? I gave Stolen five stars too for some reason. Some parts were way out there (like a particular painting scene-I was seriously worried about Ty's sanity) and wasn't sure if I should root for their relationship or not. Have you read Girl, Stolen?Alisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06178388552763222269noreply@blogger.com