The Opposites Theory - Traduction PT-EN

Chapter 1

Hannah Lannister

Yes, I am blessed. My effort all this time has given me the best fruit. To be able to study in a renowned University. And my parents couldn't be prouder.

I got out of bed and put on my slippers to go to the bathroom.

- Hannah! Come back and cover your shoulders. There are other brothers and sisters visiting here. - Dad warned me and I immediately went back to my room.

When it's just us at home, I usually sleep in my pajamas. And sometimes I leave the room wearing them. But when there are outsiders I always wear something with sleeves. My religion does not allow short and raunchy clothes. I also don't cut my hair or do my eyebrows or legs.

I put on a coat and now I can brush my teeth.

Yesterday we had a service to celebrate my entrance to the University. I received many tips on how to get along there. Like not making friends who are not from our church, never going to parties and really studying hard.

I will follow everything to the letter. This chance is unique and I grew up longing for this position.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went back to my room. I have to pack my bags. This afternoon I will move to the university campus. This is going to be very difficult. Living away from my family, away from my church, and living with someone I have never seen.

If it is a girl from the world? Who listens to scandalous music and has a reputation of being promiscuous. I don't know if I can handle it. But I've already prayed that everything will work out. And that a blessed roommate will be prepared for me.

- Hannah, my darling. Good morning. - Mom appears apparently surprised at my bedroom door.

- Blessing Mom. - I stand up and kiss her hand.

- God bless you my dear. - Mom does the same with my hand.

- Are you packing already? - she noticed the mess on my bed, now that I've dragged everything I had out of the closet.

- Yes, Mom. I just don't know where to start. - I breathed worriedly. I try not to worry about it. Since I'm so organized.

But today is a different day from all the others. And I'm afraid. Afraid that everything will be different from what I'm used to seeing. Afraid that I won't be able to fit in this place.

To leave the nest hurts a lot. And I have been feeling it since 15 days ago, when I found out I was going to the University. Mom cries again and again. And she always says something about how things are going to be without me here.

And I imagine myself without my family. Who will I talk to? Yes, I know, Jesus is always listening to me. But sometimes we want to have someone in our family or a friend who will also listen to us and give us a hug or a tug of the ear.

- Let's start with the skirts. - Mom suggested, already going through my pile of clothes. No doubt skirts are important. I don't wear shorts, or pants, or clothes that are too high above the knee.

I take my favorite ones and fold them into my giant suitcase.

- Wow... That's a lot of stuff. - I got confused with the other skirts that Mom gives me folded up. It's a lot, but if I look at it from the angle that I'm going to live there, I think it almost makes a few.

- We haven't even sorted the sweaters and jackets yet, dear! - mom laughed at my confusion.

- How am I going to live without you mommy? - I asked in anguish. I have never been as far away as I will be. The longest I ever stayed away from my parents was when I was camping with the Boy Scouts. That lasted for a weekend. But never months. Living away? That's going to be a terror.

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- Are you okay, Hannah? - Dad asked when he stopped the car in front of the campus after a three-hour drive.

I'm nervous. Very nervous. I don't want to get out of the car. I don't want to leave my family. I'm not ready for the world.

- Hannah, dear?! - Mom notices my lack of attention. I look at myself through the rear view mirror and notice my lips are a little pale and I also feel a strange tic in my muscles. As if they were twitching involuntarily.

- Hi. I'm sorry. I got distracted. - I tried to relax as much as possible. Although I was miserable in the attempt.

- Are you all right, dear? You look pale! - Dad looked at me.

- Yes, I'm a little nervous. Or very nervous. I can't estimate the extent. I don't want to get out of the car. - I squeezed my mother's hand. She smiles as if I have learned a new word.

- Ahhh, my baby has grown! - she smoothed my face and put a lock of my hair behind my ear.

Even though Thomas is already six years old, she still treats me like a helpless child. And in the end, I believe I am.

- Everything is going to be fine. You just need to pray every day, before meals and bedtime, when you wake up and give thanks for all the blessings. Keep your focus and stay away from lost people. Especially boys. - Dad advised me.

- Okay Dad. - I nodded. His advice has always served me well and helped me to become who I am today.

- Come down, you little pain in the ass! - Thomas grumbled. - I want ice cream!

- I'll miss you too, Tom. Take good care of Shawn Mendes. - I hugged him.

Shawn Mendes is my hamster. I wanted to bring him here. But they don't allow animals.

I open the car door and Dad also gets out to help me get my things out of the trunk.

My suitcases have become too heavy and I will have some difficulty dragging them both up to my room. But I still won't accept my parents helping me to get there. No more depending on them.

- Good luck my love. - Mom hugged me, almost in tears.

- Thank you," I swallowed dryly. - Your blessing. - I kissed her hand.

- God bless you dear. - she touched my face all sweet.

I turned to my father and hugged him.

- I'm so proud of my little girl. In college. You're going to be a wonderful professional. - he looked at me proudly.

- Your blessing daddy - a tear trickles down my eye and I kiss his hand.

- God bless you.

And lastly, my impatient little brother.

- I'll miss you Tom. - I hugged him.

- I am a man. I don't cry. I don't miss you. - He crossed his arms seriously.

This is going to be a tough one.

I grab my bags and wave to them, who are already on their way back to our house.

I wanted to scream. Ask them to come back and let me go with them. But it is already late. They have already turned the corner.

I take a deep breath and turn toward the campus. Now it is time to walk with my own legs.