(Notice: This is entry is written at the exact same time as Rain's entry!!)
It's been around 5 months after I was released from the hospital, uncle Charles somehow magically fixed the situation with my parents, custody and my name. I now go by the name Esra Blackbrand and I am the adopted daughter of Charles Brighton, I still wanted to keep my deceased mothers name so hence the different last name.
Uncle Charles talked to the top architects in San Francisco and got them to design a small residence for me with a personal room where I could dance, and play piano and play the violin. They involved me a lot so I had customized my whole apartment on my own, during that I found out that I have a hobby for designing, drawing and painting. I decided that after highschool I want to go to a college majoring in architecture. In my new school I was quick to move to the top rank of the school, I got perfect scores on all of my tests and I was seen as a model student, I didn't talk to a lot of people because I was pretty shy and I felt out of place because I never went to school before and I was always home.
I got to skip a grade due to my exceptional grades. I found out that my tutor from all these years was an ex worker from NASA and many more elite companies that required highly educated and naturally gifted people, her lessons were always very difficult and for a regular person impossible to understand, yet she taught me everything she knew and I the result was me being exceptionally good in math, science, and physics. My teachers at school sometimes allow me to give lessons and readings on a certain topic because I know more than my teachers and I enjoy talking in front of a big crowd more than I thought, maybe it was because I was deprived of real attention for such a long time and almost forgot what it felt like.
For the past month I have been deep in thought about my sexuality. A lot of boys asked me out at school but I rejected them all, because I didn't feel anything , yet when a girl asked me out at school I felt my heart beat and my stomach filled with butterflies. I still rejected her because I was simply too shy. I think I like girls. I still am thinking about it though. Anyway signing off.
Love, Esra.
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