So, I'm Aleksandra.
I am medium hight girl who wishes to be smaller. My face is pretty pale and my cheeks are rosy. People always have fun of my thin fingers and strange feet (don't be scared, they are unusual, but that's all). I have dark brown hair and every time I cut it shorter. My eyes are big and so deep brown, that you can see yourself in them. I don't smile usually but trust me, I'm not mean.

I have always thought that I am intelligent, but now I know I just want to be like that. I spend so much time studying and I really care about getting more and more knowledge. Sensitivity is my crucial feature. I really care about everything and everyone I love. I have uncommon sense of humor (pretty dark to be honest). But if I love I do it deeply. I'm creative, I love writing especially poems. I wish I could be more brave. My life would be easier.

I was born in Wales but I spent most of my childhood in Poland (Masuria district). My dad was polish and also big fan of communing with nature so I spent a lot of time on mushrooming and gardening. Oh, I didn't tell that he's a muggle. My mom is from wizard family. Their love story is so beautiful, but that's not for now. I always thought that I will spend all my life there just writing and picking flowers, but I also knew that I need something else: possibility to getting more knowledge. We moved to Cardiff, so I got some nice tutors there. Also I started ballet classes. Now we live in Aberdaron. I still want to know more, listen the sound of waves and pick flowers.

I think I should know that I am not an ordinary girl. I always felt so lonely and when I started interactions with people I wanted to be alone. I wondered why people don't see me, what's wrong. In fact I created my own safe space, and even I was with people I was invisible for them, because I wanted to. So when I was about 7 I went out because my parents wanted me to make some friends. When I met some group of kids. They weren’t nice, started laughing at me. I felt so ashamed and angry at the same time. I looked at them and in a moment their feet froze to the ground completely (in the middle of hot summer). I didn’t know what I did. But I felt this was my fault that this kids had ice on their feet, I actually meant that. After I came back home and told that my parents they smiled. They knew... . As I understood I exposed my magic in front of Muggle kids, so my parents had to deal with it and Ministry of Magic sent out Obliviators to erase the kids' memories of the event. So yeah that’s what happened.

What I care for? Still don't know. I wish I was better.