December 24, 2018

My name is Akito Tamoura. I am seven years old and my father has just died. I have not cried since that night. Keeping this journal is what he would want me to do, I'm sure of it. He gave this to me three nights ago, on my birthday just before he was overcome by the water.

December 27, 2018

It has been three days since my last entry, and I am in a car being taken to an orphanage right now. I would prefer trying to live on the streets, like my great uncle Hideo. He was a warrior, he would come by every weekend until I was six and a half just to teach me the ways of the ancient Greeks. He taught me all about the gods, and the culture of Greece. I have just looked up and I think we are pulling into my new orphanage. There is an man outside of the orphanage he looks about 50. The more I look at this orphanage the more it looks super shabby. The man has a load of shaggy pepper colored hair. For a guy his age he looks healthy and spry. I hope he's nice, I've read a ton of books about harsh orphanage owners.

January 2, 2019

I've been very busy, Mr. Tankan is very kind and allows me a lot of free time, but I chose to spend that with him most of the time. I have been begging him to show me some Ju-Jits-u moves, because he claims to be a black belt. I finally made him give in yesterday, I think he was in a good mood because of the new year. I believe we both have things to run away from. 2018 was a bad year for me. At the beginning of the year, now that I think about it, it happened one week from today. We found out Great Uncle Hideo had been killed in action. He had been on some kind of strike, I can't remember why. A few months later, we found out mom had a chronic lung disease and that she was pregnant with my little brother and sister. They all died because of that disease. I have never forgiven Apollo for that. He could have saved them. He could have done anything. Anything to help her.

January 9, 2019

I haven't been able to keep up with my journal much, because Mr. Tankan is finally teaching me Ju-Jits-u, I spend most of my time practicing, sleeping, eating or doing chores. I like it though, it gives me something to do. I am going to my first day of school in my new elementary tomorrow, I don't know whether to be exited or sullen.

January 10, 2019

My first day in the elementary did not go good. The kids picked on me for my name and the fact that I believe in the Greek culture. I tried to think 'who cares' but to no effect, I do care, I care a lot. I came back to the orphanage very sullen and I think Mr. Tankan noticed right away. He showed me outside and we sat on a bench while I told him about my day. He replied immediately with sympathy in his eyes.

"Kiddo no matter what you do, you can't change who you are. Just be you and ignore those morons. I don't care what anyone thinks about me unless it's positive of course, and you should do that to. I'll always like you kid, don't worry." I remember looking up at him with so much happiness. I have decided that no matter how cool my Great uncle Hideo was, even he cannot beat Mr. Tankan.