The graveyard book by Neil Gaiman

Who else but Neil Gaiman could write something like this! It has a happy ending, the inevitable goodbye, that is the right thing to do, full of hope and life, and yet feels so sad... this is a book that the library put in the kids-section, I opened it and it started with the cruel murder of a father, a mother and a little girl. All dead but the youngest of the Dorian family, a little child little more than 18 months old, who liked to walk and wander about, that that night went out of the house towards what turned out to be the nearest graveyard. There he found the dead Owens who took him in their family, after the ghosts of his parents begged them to protect him.
He was called Bod, as in Nobody , Owens. He grew up among the dead, calling the Owens his parents, playing with dead children, learning how to read with the tombstones, knowing every single soul, every rock or leaf in that graveyard that was his house. The mysterious figure of Silas was his tutor, his guardian: not alive and yet not dead, a Guardian I already miss with all my heart. Bod had a living friend, Scarlett, met when he was four or five before she moved to Scotland, and that he met again in the darkest hour, when he was 14 and Jack Frost, of the Jack fraternity, the murderer of his family, found him again. The Jacks want magic and power, and something like a prophecy said that one day a boy would cross the border between life and death, and that boy would have been the end of them. And so it happened, and as it often happens with prophesies, the same people that wanted to fight it were the ones that made it possible, because had Jack not killed his family, Bod would not have grown up in a graveyard..
Bod confronted them where he had the advantage: his home, the graveyard. One broke his ankle, three he sent down through the Door of the Ghouls, one he gave to the Sleer to 'keep safe' forever. Probably the end of them, the last of their fraternity; Silas, Miss Lupescu and others took care of other Jacks in the world. Miss Lupescu was a werewolf, a lycan, one of the Hounds of God, as she liked it best; she was Bod's teacher from time to time, and died during a mission.
Silas made Scarlett forget everything, because she didn't know how to cope with Bod's world. It was sad, but nothing as sad as when, at 15, now safe from Jack and all grown-up, Bod started to feel the change. He could not see his old friends as he used to , he could not see in the dark, that was not his home anymore. He said goodbye to his parents, to Liza the witch who had been his friend since he made her a tombstone, and of course to Silas, and went to meet the world, to live and meet people and visit places and make all kinds of experiences, with a passport and some money Silas gave him. Of course he had to go out in the world, he was alive, and he didn't need protection anymore, but knowing that he could never go back home was sad, very sad. I wanted to hug Silas and never let him go.
Sure, the town and the graveyard will stay there, but it wouldn't be home anymore because he won't see them.
I liked when Bod made the tombstone for poor Elizabeth, drowned and burned as a witch; when the dead and the living danced the Danse Macabre together; when Silas threw himself in front of the police car that was taking Bod away when a girl had a grudge against him, and Bod shouted 'my dad!' to make a scene for the policemen and once they were distracted he put his arms around Silas and they disappeared...  every attempt to mix himself with the living had brought danger upon him. Fortunately he had Liza looking out for him, and Silas to protect him. Liza helped him when the pawnshop owner kept him prisoner, she told him to go back home when he went away, after a fight with Silas. When Bod was worried Silas would be mad at him, it was Liza that told him that if it was so it was because Silas cared about him, and again Liza hurried to call Silas when the young bully got him arrested. Silas immediately came.
I liked when he found his name, not the one he could have had in another life, but his own, Nobody Owens.
It's a bizarre book, it's a Neil Gaiman book, but even if some moments were too slow like the Jacks talking to one another, all in all this story got to me, and now I miss them all. All those souls that played with Bod, talked with him, taught him all kinds of things, that were his family. It's sad Bod won't see them ever again. I miss Silas more than anyone else, but at least he's still up and about, guarding us all :-) Yeah, I guess I must have a thing for very tall, gigantic men in black robes who go about protecting the world....