The Nowhere Girls by Amy Reed (quote me)
Posted by helix888 on Tue, 15 May 2018
When words live off a page the last thing you do is paraphrase. The Nowhere Girls by Amy Reed, quote me!
'"Thing is," says Rosina, "people don't want to hear anything that'll make their lives more difficult, even if it's the truth. People hate having to change the way they see things. So instead of admitting the world is ugly, they shit on the messenger for telling them about it."'
'People know what boys with Asperger's look like, or at least they think they do. Boys rage and thrash and screm. They fight and throw themselves around. They punish the world for making them hurt. But girl Aspies are different. Invisible. Undiagnosed. Because unlike boys, girls turn inward. They hide. They adapt, even if it hurts. Because they are not screaming, people assume they do not suffer. The girl who cries herself to sleep every night doesn't cause trouble. Until she speaks. Until her pain gets so big it boils over. Until she has no choice but to emerge from her two weeks of silence to tell the truth about what she did with the boy named Casper Pennington-- her final most drastic attempt to do what she thought the other girls were doing. The event that led them there.'
'Without logic and rational thinking, one might be left to the much lesser device of emotion, which can create all sorts of problems when left unchecked by reason.'
'What Erin was going to say but didn't is that boys are animals, and they act like animals because it's their nature, even the ones who seem cute and cuddly like sea otters. But like otters, they will turn ruthless in an instant if certain instincts are triggered. They will forget who they are supposed to be. They will even forget who they want to be. Trying to change them will never work. The only way to stay safe is to stay away from them completely.'
''Erin knows none of us are better than animals. We are more than our biology, our genetic programming. Nature is harsh and cruel and unsentimental. When you get down to it, boys are predators and girls are prey,and what people call love or even simple attraction is just the drug of hormones, evolved to make the survival of our species slighlty less painful.'
'Erin theorises that sadness and regret are maladaptive features of the human brain, something the species will eventually evolve out of. We will ultimately merge with computers and never have to feel again. Remembering is not on Erin's schedule. It had no place on her lists. If she let's the memories in, they'd scramble all the order she's worked so tirelessly to create; they'd throw her back to chaos. Better to keep things, predictable, stable, simple. Peaceful.'
'Maybe they shouldn't be pushing Cheyenne to talk. Maybe it's not always a good idea to talk about it. Everyone is always saying "Talk about it." But what if talking hurts? What if it does more harm than good? What if talking about it just makes you relive it over and over again? What if it just gives the pain more fuel? Or what if talking about it burns out? That's the theory, anyway. But has anyone scientifically proven it? Do memories have a half-life, like carbon? Do they shrink over time until they're miniscule, microscopic? Can you share something so much you give it all away?'
'What she does not realise is the movement had a pattern. It has focus. It has a destination. One by one, each girl in the hall moves toward Cheyenne. Like a school of fish, they communicate withour speaking. They move together, falling into formation around her as she walks through the hall. Finally Cheyenne looks up. She sees the girls surrounding her. She meets their eyes, and it is not pity she sees, not judgement, not scorn. What she sees is fire. What she sees is eyes full of flame... Because the girls are unstoppable. They are a force. They are a single body.'
'Eric Jordan stares out at the waiting area, his eyes blank, unreadable, gone. He sees a wall of young women, his classmates, the girls he has hit on and catcalled and demeaned for years, He sees them as he has never seen them-- a group, solid, formidable, and so much bigger than him... But in this moment a spark of knowledge wedges itself inside him, the sudden realisation of a world turned over-- these girls are going to define his life as much as he has already defined theirs.'
'The girls are packed in so tight there is barely enough to breathe, and stilll more are coming. Cheers turn to screaming, shouting, crying. The sound is deafening, primal. It is every feeling, all at once. It is all the girls, all their voices, calling out loud as they can. They burn through the darkness. They brand the night.'
'In a town somewhere a girl named Lucy Moyniham knows her parents are talking to their lawyers again. She knows her rapists have been arrested and her case will finally go to trial. She knows her ghosts have been turned into news... Who knows what will actually end up happening? Who knows what justice even looks like? What punishment is equal to those boys' crime, equivalent to the permanence of what they did? Is there even such a thing as justice? Nothing can bring back the girl Lucy was. Nothing can undo what happened.'
Looking for something to read? The Nowhere Girls by Amy Reed, is worth it. :)