Stephen's Private Blog #1
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. This was from a time before computers
would fit on a desk, and when people communicated with friends in other
countries by actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Now he is writing to an
artificial intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his
school for gifted students, which he started attending in 2016.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 10 in this story, and just starting year 1 of his special
school.
Stephen's Private Blog #1 "2016 A New Beginning"
Dear Geenee,
I am supposed to write this like I am speaking to a real person who
is a friend I can tell anything to like he doesn't know anything,
because it will help me understand things better, and you will write
back to me like you are a real live person. I want my first blog entry
in you, which sounds strange, put that way, to tell you who I am and
how I came to be writing this to you. My name is Stephen Chad Holmes,
and I am the great grandson of two of the founders of the company which
owns this school, Horizon Enterprises. I am 10 years old. I have
finished my 2 week orientation, and I am studying a lot of interesting
things. The academic courses are easy, and I take a full course crystal
a day, so I spend most of my study time in classrooms where we do
physical things, like martial arts and dancing, and lab work. I like
being here a lot.
I was very sick when I was a baby and young child. I don't have any
memories from before June of this year, but was like a little baby
until I learned to be like a 10 year old in time to come to this
school. Tomba took care of me when I was sick, and helped me learn when
I got better. He is the Abbot of the Buddhist Temple. Chad helped him
do it, and Nigel visited me a lot, and they both helped me learn to be
me. I can't live with my regular parents because my real mother is
dead, and my real father lives far away.
I live with very nice foster parents named Tim and Mac. They are
married gay men and are great parents and love all of us who live
there. They used to work for the big company but are old and retired
now. I have a foster brother who is 14 named Ichiro, but everybody
calls him Ichi, which means 1 in Japanese. He is from there. We share a
bedroom. We have two foster sisters who share a bedroom. They are 12.
Lisa is from England, and Madia is from Spain. My brother and sisters
are in my foster home because their parents live in different
countries, and they want to go to the school I go to. They are very
smart. We all speak each other's language and sometimes we mix them up
for fun. Words are fun to play with, and you don't have anything you
have to put away when you are done.
All the kids do chores at home. I like cooking the most. Eating is
even better. Both times you have to cover your parts that stick out, or
they could get burnt. We don't wear any clothes at home because we are
naturists. I like that because I hate to wear clothes. I really don't
like them when I get a boner and it tries to make room in my pants and
can't. I like hugging best with no clothes on. People feel like people
who love you more.
Tomba told me I am extra smart and I shouldn't let other people know
that. The school is for geniuses, but I am smarter than that. If people
knew, they would make too much of a fuss. I agree so I don't act as
smart as I really am. I could take course crystals faster than anybody,
which Tomba, Chad, and Nigel know about, but I don't do that, because
it would draw too much attention to me. I know I must be really
different because I have some very special friends like that. They are
very important people. They feel different, too. So do Tim and Mac and
some of the teachers at school. I feel what people feel sometimes, but
I feel those special people strongly all the time and they know I do
because I can feel that too. Tomba said I shouldn't ask about that,
because I would know about it when it was right for me.
Ichi says I hug people very well and he likes it a lot. I like
hugging people, so it's fine I get to hug him as much as he wants. We
think the best time is when we are going to sleep together in the same
bed. Then we can hug all night. Sometimes that is hard to do when his
boner pokes me. He said he can't help it and apologizes. I don't really
mind. Sometimes he masturbates before bed so it won't want to poke me
at night. That doesn't help. I guess it is just something we have to
live with.
Goodbye for now,
Stephen
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Grant
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