My Savior is a Monster

It's been three weeks now... Three weeks since I moved from Brazil to Cambridge in Massachusetts and I still can't believe how crazy life can surprise us sometimes... I have been accepted for a two-year specialization program in obstetrics at one of the most important universities in the entire world. Yes, I'm a newly graduated nurse and I have no idea why they accepted me... I mean I filled in the forms and all, but I have no money, no influent family or friends... I have no one, I'm no-one... So yeah, I still don't know why they would take me and not any of the rich and influential students in my place... But, I'm accepting it. Maybe the universe, God, or something else decided to finally give me a chance, a new beginning... Omg, how rude am I... I don't even introduce myself! Well, my name is Annabelle Marie, I'm a 22-year-old newly graduated nurse. That's it, that's all I have to say when someone asks more about me... I mean, I have a history. Everybody does, but I know no one wants to know all the s**t I've been living with... Now, I am gonna give you guys some more information about me... I have no family. I lived with my father until I was 13 years old. Well, at least he said he was my father. But the truth is, I never believed him because we don't look alike and he never showed any kind of affection towards me. When I was 13 years old, my birthday gift was him surprisingly bringing me into child care and saying that he didn't want to lose his time with me anymore. The social assistant told him that he could go to prison for abandoning a minor without reason, and his answer was that he would prefer to die in jail than stay with me... Yeah, s**t huh! Now imagine what a 13-year-old girl felt hearing that on her birthday from the only "family" she had... I mean, I never expected much from him, but definitely didn't anticipate going to be thrown away like I meant nothing. My "dad" put me in a lot of s**t situations while I was growing up. He always said that my mom hated me and tried to kill me when I was a babe, and that was why she left me with him. But do I know if that's true? Of course not, I have no one else to ask... So that's it, the resume of my s**t family life... After my "dad" abandoned me, I lived in child care until I was 18 years old and was no longer under legal protection. Thank God, I have always been a good student, and at this age, I was already in my second year of nursing school, so I could live on the university campus. Yes, I have always been a little of a nerd, but that was all I had while growing up... Books to escape from my reality... They became my best friends, my family... I kind of always felt like Matilda, hoping that someone would save me too... But it never happened... I had to keep pushing myself simply because I had no other option. And here I'm! I guess all the pushing is finally worth doing, cause a miracle happened and I been accepted to one of the most prestigious universities in the world... To be honest, I'm still scared that someone will come to me and say that they made a mistake and called the wrong person. But until there, I am gonna enjoy this opportunity and try to be happy for the first time in my life. After all, who doesn't love a new beginning??? Now that you know a little more about me, I need to say that I'm totally freaking out! My classes are going to start tomorrow and, besides my roommate Angie, I don't know anyone else and honestly have no idea about what to expect. I'm a good student, but now I need to prove myself in a different country and another language different than my own. But as people used to say, " if life gives you lime, make a limonede"... And gosh I love limonedes!!! Right now, I'm in my room trying to calm my anxiety and preparing my clothes and school materials for tomorrow's first class. I want to fit in as much as I possibly can and don't look like the weird girl from the class. I mean we're adults, it's not like gonna have bullies at university, right? Please God just let me fit in... My roommate doesn't seem interested in me at all. She kind of been giving me cold shoulders since we met 2 weeks ago. She is very pretty, like the american girl from the movies: tall, blonde and with blue eyes. If we were at school, she would probably be the queen B. But, besides ignoring me, she doesn't seem mean and I respect that. Maybe she's just an introverted person and I can handle the quietness. Since my first class is at 8h in the morning, I go to bed at 21h to try and have my beauty sleep hoping that tomorrow will be an amazing day.