Review of Alone by Megan E. Freeman
I’ll be honest: the premise of Alone by Megan E. Freeman pulled me in like a moth to a flame. The idea of a young girl waking up to find her entire town abandoned is both terrifying and intriguing, especially when it’s packaged as a middle-grade novel in verse. As a lover of poetry and a fan of survival stories, I knew I had to dive in—and I am so glad I did.
Alone follows twelve-year-old Maddie, who, after planning a secret sleepover with her two best friends, finds herself inexplicably left behind in a deserted Colorado town. No parents, no friends, and no explanation; just silence. The haunting image of a schoolyard devoid of laughter hardly prepares Maddie—or us, the readers—for the depths of isolation she will face. This mood resonates deeply, tapping into a primal fear of loneliness and abandonment.
One of the book’s most striking aspects is its exploration of survival—not just of the body, but of the spirit. Maddie’s journey is the classic tale of resilience, as she learns to navigate a world without adults, relying on her wits and her new companion, George, a lovable Rottweiler. Freeman’s ability to evoke Maddie’s emotions through tight, lyrical verse allows readers to feel every pang of fear, every flicker of hope.
The writing style is a treasure trove of imagery and emotion. Freeman’s background as a poet shines through, making each stanza feel like a carefully crafted snapshot of Maddie’s thoughts and experiences. The pacing is brisk, with short bursts of reflection that keep you on the edge of your seat. The verses flow beautifully, allowing the reader to feel the weight of Maddie’s solitude without dragging the narrative down.
One highlight for me was the way Freeman captures the small joys and triumphs amidst the despair. Maddie finds solace in books, using them as a lifeline to different worlds even as her own crumbles. Her determination to survive and create meaning out of chaos stands as a poignant reminder of the resilience inherent in each of us. I found myself chuckling at her creative solutions—turning mundane objects into survival tools—as well as tearing up at her loneliness.
Maddie’s journey is not just physical but also emotional, showcasing the evolution of a young girl immersed in her own thoughts. It’s raw, relatable, and ultimately uplifting—a blend of survival instincts shaped by imagination and heart.
So, who would enjoy Alone? It’s perfect for fans of Hatchet and anyone who revels in tales of tenacity against the odds. Middle-grade readers (and adults who appreciate a good, heartfelt story) will find Maddie’s journey not only entertaining but also deeply relatable.
As for me, reading Alone was a refreshing experience that reminded me of the power of connection, both with others and with oneself. This story lingers long after you turn the last page, prompting reflection on the joys and challenges of solitude. If you’re looking for a read that tugs at the heartstrings while igniting the spirit of adventure, look no further than this gem.