It's just staggeringly spot-on. The example chapters the post gives extracts from are chapters 1, 16, 23 and 26. Here are some genuine extracts from the same chapter numbers in an Animorphs book I just grabbed off my shelf (#16, The Warning):
chapter 1: My name is Jake.
Just Jake. I can't tell you my last name.
My name online is Bball24. At least, that's close to being my real online name. I have to be careful, even about that. See, nothing is safe from the Yeerks. I could give you my actual screen name and they could find me.
That would be the end of Jake and Bball24. All my friends. And, just maybe, the entire human race.
chapter 16: Tobias and Cassie were flapping madly, dragging Ax's tattered bird body along the grass. They would almost get off the ground, then slip back. The dog was on them.
<Leave him!> I yelled.
<No way!> Tobias cried.
<Do it! Do it or you're all dead!>
[...]
Two of us captured. And I was to blame.
chapter 23: There were two cages beside the pool. Ax was in one. He was halfway between his northern harrier morph and his own Andalite body. He was frozen stiff. Unmoving. Not even breathing, like some nightmare statue composed of grey feathers and a scorpion tail and talons and a mouthless face.
In the other cage was Rachel. Still a bald eagle.
My tiger eyes were very good. My tiger ears were good, too. I heard no heartbeat from her. I saw no slight movement of her chest rising and falling with breathing.
I felt my heart stop beating for several long seconds. Dead. Both dead. I'd been too late.
chapter 26: I made my way to the roof of the school building, cursing under my breath because I knew I was going to get busted for skipping second period. Then I morphed to my falcon and flew away.
[...]
"I told him not to go to that chat room again. I told him..." Her lip quivered suddenly. "I told him not to talk to his father about Yeerks. Told him not to..." Her voice was strangled. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out the last few words. "I told that little boy not to trust his father."
There were tears running down her face. I guess they were running down my face, too. One of the things Cassie and I share is that we trust our parents, unlike some people, I guess.
"What a terrible thing for me to do," Cassie said. "What a filthy, disgusting thing for me to do."
These books were fucked up and I ate them up when I was nine, and I feel that now explains a lot about me.
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chapter 1: My name is Jake.
Just Jake. I can't tell you my last name.
My name online is Bball24. At least, that's close to being my real online name. I have to be careful, even about that. See, nothing is safe from the Yeerks. I could give you my actual screen name and they could find me.
That would be the end of Jake and Bball24. All my friends. And, just maybe, the entire human race.
chapter 16: Tobias and Cassie were flapping madly, dragging Ax's tattered bird body along the grass. They would almost get off the ground, then slip back. The dog was on them.
<Leave him!> I yelled.
<No way!> Tobias cried.
<Do it! Do it or you're all dead!>
[...]
Two of us captured. And I was to blame.
chapter 23: There were two cages beside the pool. Ax was in one. He was halfway between his northern harrier morph and his own Andalite body. He was frozen stiff. Unmoving. Not even breathing, like some nightmare statue composed of grey feathers and a scorpion tail and talons and a mouthless face.
In the other cage was Rachel. Still a bald eagle.
My tiger eyes were very good. My tiger ears were good, too. I heard no heartbeat from her. I saw no slight movement of her chest rising and falling with breathing.
I felt my heart stop beating for several long seconds. Dead. Both dead. I'd been too late.
chapter 26: I made my way to the roof of the school building, cursing under my breath because I knew I was going to get busted for skipping second period. Then I morphed to my falcon and flew away.
[...]
"I told him not to go to that chat room again. I told him..." Her lip quivered suddenly. "I told him not to talk to his father about Yeerks. Told him not to..." Her voice was strangled. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out the last few words. "I told that little boy not to trust his father."
There were tears running down her face. I guess they were running down my face, too. One of the things Cassie and I share is that we trust our parents, unlike some people, I guess.
"What a terrible thing for me to do," Cassie said. "What a filthy, disgusting thing for me to do."
These books were fucked up and I ate them up when I was nine, and I feel that now explains a lot about me.