Flawed by Cecila Ahern 


Genre: YA Fiction/Dystopian 

No matter what you do in your life, your Flawed title can never be removed. You hold it until death. You suffer the consequences of your one mistake for the rest of your life. Your punishment serves a reminder to others to think before they act.

I spent a good deal crying through this one. 

This is a dystopian YA novel. That horse may have been beaten to death after The Hunger Games, but don’t let that stop you from reading this one. Celestine lives in a black and white mind frame. She is logical. Mathmatical. A problem solver. One day her neighbor is taken as flawed and branded with the mark that will forever identify her as such. This effects Celestine in a way that sets the ball rolling. While on the bus with her perfect boyfriend, she sees an old flawed man enter the bus. The Flawed seats are taken and he is forced to stand. He starts coughing and Celestine begins to freak out. This man is dying and the people aren’t moved. What she does next, sets the motions for a conspiracy and what it means to be flawed. 

This book RUINED me. Once you get past the first chapter of about a billion uses for the word perfect, it will rip your heart out. It will punch you right in the feels. You will sob. 

This book is raw. And believable. For anyone whose tried to be perfect and came up short for whatever reason, this book hits on it hard. You almost forget that it’s a dystopian novel. The conspiracy is intriguing and the plot moves along nicely. It illustrates what it means to a flawed individual. 

None of us are perfect. Let us not pretend that we are. Let us not be afraid that we’re not. Let us not label others and pretend we’re not the same. Let us all know that to be human IS to be flawed, and let us learn from every mistake we made so we don’t make them again.

~Cecila Ahern, afterword 


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