There are times in which you read books and by the end you feel as if the author has gotten your heart out of your chest and eaten it veins and all in front of you. I trust you know how it feels – all the pain and all the wishes for being indifferent towards characters – so I am now going to list the top 5 books that have left me feeling depression, or in other words, have left me shattered. In no particular order…
1) The Curse of the Wendigo (The Monstrumologist, #2) by Rick Yancey
Initially, I wanted to choose The Final Descent, which is the last installment of this series I love, but then I realised that what I ended up feeling because of that book was more thanks to Yancey playing with my mind than with my feelings (although it was still heartbreaking – very much so), so I chose this one, which happens to be the only one in which romance plays an important part.
This book was like a stab in the back when you less expected it, like a trusted friend betraying you, like any awful thing you can think about. It’s about how love can hurt us, and of course about the rest of the things The Monstrumologist is about, but damn it, this was the only of these books that left me with my heart hanging from my chest. Not to be so pushy, but from all the books in this list, this is the one I recommend the most.
2) Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Harry Potter, #5) by J.K. Rowling
True, books 6 and 7 of this series are more shocking than this one, and (SPOILER ALERT!) they’re darker and with more deaths, but Sirius Black. The reason why his death was the saddest for me has nothing to do with my liking of that particular character – it was the worst death for me because it was the one that affected Harry the most.
When you connect to characters, you start feeling their happiness and pain too, so obviously it hurt a lot. Damn, just thinking about it makes me feel miserable again. And just like that is that I know there was no way a Harry Potter book wouldn’t be part of a list like this one.
3) The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak
The narrator in this book basically spoils you the finale, but damn it, that doesn’t make it any less sad. It leaves you confused at first, then as the ending approaches you start sensing things will end badly, and when the final events hit you, you get terribly depressed. I think the tragedy coming as a surprise does less damage than knowing it will happen and when it will happen. There’s a reason we don’t know the exact moment we will die, don’t you think? Just picture how it would feel knowing when you’re going to die.
4) Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
This is one of those books in which the protagonist tries to play God. If you’ve read plenty of those books, you already know they almost always end badly (I say “almost always” because maybe some of you know about any exceptions, and I don’t want to generalise)… and there’s also a big probability that you’ve studied this book at some point of your life, so you might know that this is indeed tragic.
Tragic because it made me feel pity towards a character I should probably despise, and it made me angry towards someone who could have been a victim had he not been the one who caused his tragedy (am I making sense?). And also because the story itself is utterly tragic.
In short, because it’s a truly heart-wrenching book.
5) Of Love and Other Demons by Gabriel García Márquez
I read this book thanks to the insistence of my coblogger Tash – she said it was one of her favourite books, and who was I to question that? But I read it without expecting the punch in the gut this book was. Not only did it make me sad, but it also made me angry as hell. Because the actions of some characters were product of narrow minds, and their actions is what led to the tragic events at the end and throughout the book.
So those are top 5 books that have left me like this by the end:
Which are yours? Or do you have a cold heart like I usually do? Tell me in the comments!