My Drama Can Be Bought
"D.N.A.- Nothing Would Ever Be The Same" by Ey Wade on Ganxy
I just had to write this: I know you may get a little tired of hearing my feelings, but this is what my journal is about. It's a way for me to accept all of the drama in my life without having to whine in the ears of - well, no one really. It seems as if everyone has deserted me, that is everyone but my faithful readers, thanks for returning. For the newbies here, enjoy the excerpt and please read other entries, as I promise on the end-it all gets better.
She’d wasted good money on five different drugstore pregnancy tests, when she'd already known the results. As sure as she knew the grass was green and the sky was blue, she’d known she was pregnant. What she didn't know was who the father was.
Standing in the bathroom of the guest house, she read the markings on the plastic wand of the last pee-stained pregnancy test and screamed. In anger, she picked up the wastebasket filled with the tossed samples and threw it against the wall where it connected and smashed the mirror.
"You have got to be f’in' kidding me." she shouted aloud to the many pieces of her reflection scattered on the floor. "What the hell kind of joke is life playing on me? What in God’s name have I ever done so bad that I deserve to go through another nightmare?"
Without warning, rage took over her senses and she lashed out at whatever she could get her hands on. Within moments, she had destroyed everything from shower curtains to ceramics and the once pristine bathroom resembled the destruction of a whirlwind in a Texas City.
Shock, fear and depression chased her until she ran from the guest house and into the main house to hide. As any child, she believed the thought of being in the presence of her parents would give her a reassuring sanctuary. Reverting to old habits she ran into her parents’ room and buried herself deep under their covers. She slept in their bed, shivering in the fetus position and wore her Dad’s favorite sweater day and night, but nothing changed. All of the daily tears she shed didn’t bring them back and didn’t change the situation. She was still alone and in her solitude, she had to face the fact she was going to have to be the parent.
After three days of barely eating and staying sequestered in the room, Debney began searching through her mother’s things, trying to find something that would give her a reason to stop disliking the woman as much as she did. Something that would make her believe being a mother could be a glorious option or any small thing to give her an iota of hope to believe life would get better. When she lucked upon the bookshelf filled with handwritten journals, hidden in the closet behind her mother’s clothing, she danced with joy believing she’d hit pay dirt. Maybe she had found the words of a lonely, misunderstood woman and the written pages would be the missing link between mother and daughter. Maybe they would unite a bond in death which life had denied them, but of course nothing was ever predictable with Nicole Armstrong. The woman's natural beauty and serene features never touched the core of her evil heart. The distress Debney received from reading the woman’s written words was devastating.
Throwing the last of her mother’s journals across the room, where it hit the wall and fell to the floor, Debney crawled into her parents’ bed, pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes. It didn't matter that it was the middle of the afternoon - she couldn't mentally handle another waking moment. Every day brought on another assault to her emotions. Today had been no different. Finally realizing and accepting the fact she was pregnant had thrust her rapidly out of her role of adulthood and back into the comforting presence of her parents' room.
She hid in the bed, wrapped in her dad’s essence, shaking and in denial. Not in denial of the child she would be bringing onto the world, but in denial of the words burning through the pages of her mother’s many journals into the orb of her inner soul.
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In the spirit of Juno by Diablo Cody-
D.N.A. is the story of a teen surviving through the
questionable death of her highly dysfunctional family,
bullying from peers,and an unplanned pregnancy.
D.N.A. pulls no punches at being
an NA drama filled with
angst, heartbreak, suspense and deep
My Life on the Brink
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But in this case it did and author Ey Wade did an excellent job with the plot and the emotional aspect.
I mentioned a dysfunctional family earlier, but the nice thing about this story is you don't realize the severity until the story unfolds. From every corner of her life Debney is challenged, and to see how she handles it...well you need to pick up this novel and if you know a teenager, place one in their hands for required reading.
Ms. Wade rolls out this story beautifully with impeccable timing. I was so engrossed and totally shocked at Debney's mother...the real reason I believe this book is called D.N.A.
A highly recommended read!
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