The CEO of my life.

Narrating Moon.

Message on.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you?" Bryan asked.

"Of course not, I'm young and I'm going to get a good job..." I wrote in the message.

"Moon, SP is not a joke, you are my friend and I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you."

"Jeez Bryan, stop being pessimistic." Sad emoji. "It doesn't seem like he wants to meet me in person... It's been 1 year since we've talked and to this day I don't know what your face looks like or at least if you're really who you say you are."

"I'm an ordinary man, Lua. Just a little older than you..." Emoji smiling. "We'll still see each other in person, I feel like myself when I talk to you... It makes me forget about my everyday problems."

"You're cute, but still, don't fool me! I know you want to convince me not to go... But I got the perfect opportunity, I'm going to do an interview at a big company, I'm going to live in an apartment with Vi, I'll still be able to do my college and who knows how to help my mother financially ..." I wrote with a sparkle in my eyes.

"Calm down, Moon. One step at a time... You'll be able to conquer everything, just believe in yourself!"

"All right, Bryan... I need to leave the chat now, I have to pack my bags... I'll be there in 2 days..."

"Take care, little one."

"It can make you stressed."

Message of.

I turned off the notebook and decided to go to the kitchen to make myself a snack, I'm alone and apparently it will be like this the whole night, my mother has no way, she lives for work.

I had a quick natural snack, grabbed a glass of natural passion fruit juice and went up to my room, locked the door and went back to the computer, researching the best way to get to work, some colleges I could try to attend without messing up my schedule and also more about the company.

My story with Bryan is pretty funny, people say it's crazy to talk to a man on the internet that I've never met and even more so because he's older than me, but I feel like I've known him for a long time, he's amazing , makes me feel like myself, without masks, because here in my city, everything has to be perfect, people have to be perfect, I can't even chew wrong because people judge.

And no... I don't belong to high society... I'm poor, my mother works in a bar at night to supplement our income, because the pension my father left us for being in the army is not enough to keep our house, my 7-year-old younger brother, and not even a good college for me.

Seeing my mother's suffering made me want to be a better person, it made me create courage and decide, at the age of 18, to leave home and try an opportunity in the state of São Paulo.

I am very God-fearing and I know that he keeps all his promises, he once said, through a servant that my life would change when I reached the age of majority, here I am, packing my bags to live in an apartment of luxury with a friend in São Paulo. Have you ever imagined a poor bush girl working in a multinational marketing company? well... I did it.

But, returning to my initial thought, Bryan and I met in a virtual chat regarding the job market, when I was starting to research companies and opportunities at just 17 years old. He called me and we started talking... these conversations lasted for hours and we ended up talking about everything, until one day we decided to exchange phone numbers, here it's very difficult to get a cell phone signal, but there's satellite internet, it's bad, but it works for the expense.

I downloaded WhatsApp on the computer and started chatting with him, and so we continued, he knows everything about me, my financial situation, he knows that my father was in the army and he also knows that I am going to work in a big company in São Paulo.

He never sent me a picture of him, but he always made it clear that he is not a pedophile, he said to talk to me because he feels good and that it is easier to trust a person like me than the ones around him.

Like him, I didn't tell him my real name, he knows me as Lua... but my name is Luana. Maybe he deduces that it's just a nickname, but I preferred it that way because he denied me a simple photo.

After finishing eating, I put the plate and glass on the table and turned off my computer, when I was going to bed my mother arrived with my little brother.

Breno is younger, he stays with the neighbor while my mother works, she says I have no obligation to take care of him, even if it's for a few hours and then he goes to sleep, he prefers to pay someone and whenever she leaves, he stops by and behind him.

I ran downstairs to tell my mother that she had already arranged all the details of the trip.

"Hi mom, how was work?" I asked giving him a kiss on the forehead and ruffled my brother's hair. "And then, little one..."

"Tiring and stressful..." She smiled weakly. "Honestly, my daughter... I can't take this routine anymore, you know?!"

"Calm down mom, it will be for a short time." I smiled and sat down next to her. "I fixed the details with Vi... I'm going to São Paulo on Tuesday morning."

"Are you sure, my daughter?" She asked worriedly. "You just turned 18, you're still a child."

"Mom, I'm an adult... I have to take advantage of opportunities." I said smoothing my natural blonde hair. "Besides, I'm going to live with Vi, I won't pay anything until I'm getting paid, mom..."

"But, my daughter, do you think your salary will be enough to help me financially and still stay in a big city?"

"Even if I run out of 1 real, but I'll help you and I'll send things to Breno..." I said confidently.

"God bless you, my daughter..." My mother said hugging me tight.