<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.daggler.com%2Flive%2Fuploads%2F2oi20w41hiuh165.jpeg&amp;hash=ee9144197258047c0c2285e4ceb1f67f" href="https://www.daggler.com/live/uploads/2oi20w41hiuh165.jpeg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Genevieve</a>stared at the dorm building from inside of her car. She had been sitting there for about thirty minutes debating if she had made the right decision. Though at this point it was beyond too late. She had driven herself all the way from New Jersey, mainly because her parents didn’t care enough to come with her or even help her out. That alone is what pushed her to leave. She exhaled, “Come on GG, you’ve been taking care of yourself since you were little. This is just another level in that game.” She gave herself an incredibly unconvincing pep talk before turning off her car and getting out. She grabbed her phone and the paper with her living information on it, “Room 506.” She recited from the paper then walked toward the building.