Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

"Disebuah pulau misterius dengan sebuah panti asuhan yang tak terurus dimana di dalamnya terdapat koleksi foto yang sangat aneh."

Demikian sepenggal deskripsi kondisi Rumah Nona Peregrine yang dikhususkan untuk anak-anak dengan kebutuhan khusus. Gambaran tersebut menjadi awal kisah Novel fiksi 'Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children' yang dilengkapi menampilkan foto-foto misterius nan tragis. Pembaca pun dapat merasakan kengerian dari foto tersebut.

Jacob, sebagai tokoh utama, teringat cerita Kakeknya mengenai masa kecilnya yang misterius dan fantastis, bahkan dianggap berlebihan oleh masyarakat setempat. Saat Jacob berusia enam belas tahun, kakeknya meninggal setelah mendapat serangan dari raksasa ganas. Jacob merasa dirinya perlu untuk mengetahui kebenaran tentang masa lalu kakeknya.

Cerita dimulai dari tragedi sebuah keluarga yang sangat mengerikan. Tepatnya ketika Jacob melakukan perjalanan menuju sebuah pulau terpencil di lepas pantai Wales. Di sana ia menemukan reruntuhan dari Rumah Nona Peregrine yang dikhususkan untuk anak-anak dengan kebutuhan khusus.

Jacob memasuki rumah tersebut dengan segudang rasa penasaran. Jacob merasa bahwa ini bukan rumah biasa bagi anak-anak yang berkebutuhan khusus. Ada suatu keanehan yang dirasakan Jacob. Instingnya mengatakan anak-anak ini dikarantina di sebuah pulau sepi dan terpencil dengan tujuan dan alasan baik.

Novel ini dikategorikan dalam novel horor yang cocok dibaca untuk dewasa maupun anak-anak. Paling tidak diwakili foto seorang gadis, berwarna hitam putih, dengan kaki melayang sebagai cover novel ini. Pembaca juga akan dibawa dalam atmosfer kengerian-kengerian yang dibalut kisah penuh misteri ini. (mei)


Judul Buku : Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
Pengarang : Ransom Riggs
Penerbit : Quirk Publishing

“You’d think family would be the one sure thing in life, the gimme? Points you got just for being born? So much thick, meaty stuff bound you to these people, so many interlocking spirals of history, genetics, common cause, and struggle that it should be the most basic of all drives, that you would strive to protect and love one another, yet this bond that should be the big no-brainer was in fact the hardest thing.”
—Ben Fountain, Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk

Born To Die

Feet don't fail me now
Take me to the finish line
All my heart, it breaks every step that I take
But I'm hoping that the gates,
They'll tell me that you're mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on a Friday night
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you're mine
It's like I told you honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh,
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words
This is the last time
Cause you and I, we were born to die

Lost but now I am found
I can see but once I was blind
I was so confused as a little child
Tried to take what I could get
Scared that I couldn't find
All the answers, honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh,
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words,
This is the last time
Cause you and I
We were born to die
We were born to die
We were born to die

Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh,
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words
This is the last time
Cause You and I
We were born to die
We were born to die

someday, someone’s gonna love me
The way, i wanted you to need me
Someday, someone’s gonna take your place
One day I’ll forget about you
You’ll see, i won’t even miss you
- Nina

Louise Bourgeois, Maman (1999)
“The Spider is an ode to my mother. She was my best friend. Like a spider, my mother was a weaver. My family was in the business of tapestry restoration, and my mother was in charge of the workshop. Like spiders, my mother was very clever. Spiders are friendly presences that eat mosquitoes. We know that mosquitoes spread diseases and are therefore unwanted. So, spiders are helpful and protective, just like my mother.” - Louise Bourgeois

^Lately I find myself wishing I had refrained from braces.
Pioneered by Bridget Bardot and Jane Birken, the gap seems more common today than ever
(Ashley Smith, Lara Stone, Jess Hart, Georgia Jagger, Abbey Lee, Vanessa Paradis etc.)

 "Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.”