Does being a teenager ever feel like being a freak? Or a werewolf? Or a vampire? I just finished reading Freaks; Alive on the Inside by Annette Curtis Klause. It's about a "normal" 16-year-old boy who grows up living in a freak show. In the late 1800's these shows traveled from town to town and the public came and gawked at folks like Abel's parents. When Abel leaves to find a more "normal" life, he finds instead more cruelty than he had ever imagined. He has sexual dreams about a woman in Ancient Egypt. My favorite line is at the end of a chapter: "And then the mummy moved." This book is based on real human diversity and these bizarre shows. Like Klause's books about teen vampires and werewolves, Freaks makes you think about how it feels (or in my case - felt -) to be a teenager with a body that sometimes seems to be totally weird. Read more reviews and reserve the book