The book I hated most in high school was Looking Backward by Edward Bellamy. It's about a guy in Victorian England who goes into a coma and wakes up 100 years later, Rip Van Winkle style, to find himself in a wonderful, utopian Communist society. Gag, barf, vomit. The assignment was, we had to write what we liked about this awful book. I wrote what I DID NOT LIKE. I don't remember what grade I got, but I do remember the teacher telling me that I had no business NOT LIKING this book because it's a LITERARY CLASSIC.