When I was little, after they had put me into my second/official foster home, I was really shy especially around adults. The only adults I would really talk to were my guardians, and some of their friends, who told me to call them aunt or uncle. They had known them for quite a while, *I guess they're ok* I thought as they greeted me. I remember one time we were having dinner at one of my guardians friends' house, and this lady came in and the kids ,who belonged to this one guy who my siblings and I call Uncle Josh, had ran up to her and had called her Gran. So I ran up to her as well and called her Gran, but she looked at me confused and quite surprised at the fact that I had called her Gran, and we didn't even know each other, it was kind of awkward. "Who is this?", she asked, she still gave me a hug. "Oh that's our new foster daughter, and these are her little brothers.", said my new mom,(they didn't adopt us until I was in 4th grade, but I'll get to that later), she held my youngest brother, Caleb, in her arms. Joshua was somewhere I can't quite remember. The lady greeted us kindly and said, "Well don't call me Gran, the only reason the other kids called me that is 'cause I'm their grandma. But you can call me Aunt BeBe." She smiled at me and cooed at my younger brothers. Another time our parents brought us to our mom's family reunion, and it was a bit weird for me, because I knew no one there. They were all strangers to me. I opened up to a few kids who were there, kids were the only ones who I wasn't really shy around, but adults. Well that was a whole other story. One time during that same family reunion, there was this random white guy who came up to me, "Hi there little one what's your name?" He smiled at me, and I just stood there and stared at him. My parents chuckled at my shyness, knowing that I was shy around adults I didn't know. "Her name is Zora.", my mother replied. "Hello there Zora, wanna see a trick.", he started wiggling his ears. "Can you do that?", I just stood there and stared at him. "It's okay Zora you can speak.", said my dad. I still said nothing, the guy just laughed but not in a mean way, "It's okay, I understand.", he smiled and went on his way. It's weird because I was shy around him, but a few days after the reunion, my brothers and I and my cousin, the mom's niece, were playing outside. Then my cousin's friends', who were also outside with us, friend came by to say hi to our neighbor. I went straight up to that persons car and said hi, and I didn't even know the person. I'm not sure, I was just weird like that. My mom was all like, "How you can say hi to that person right there, but you couldn't say hi to that guy at the reunion?" I just shrugged, not really sure how to answer that question. I didn't really get over my shyness until a little after 4th grade, that's when I was more open to people, and became really friendly and helpful. The only reason I would end up really shy, is if I have to or want to do something, but I'm nervous about it, I might blush or whatever, it depends on the situation. But I'm not really shy anymore, I'm more out going and welcoming, that's how I met you guys, and I'm glad I did! ^^