Okay, so there’s no exclamation point in Atrocities by Matthew White, as my title suggests—but it feels like there should be one. The book is huge and full of atrocities, so there you go. It made me laugh out loud a little bit, but flicking through it I realized it’s exactly the kind of book I used to check out from the library when I was like ten and eleven. I think this book was released a few years ago under a different name—The Great Big Book of Horrible Things. Here’s a New York Times review.
Biblioklept 
I loved this sort of thing when I was young, too. Gotta love an atrocity!
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