I was bullied rotten at school. I was bigger than all the other girls in my year, and came from a family so blighted by poverty that we had the electricity cut off for nearly a year once. Thus, my clothes were from jumble sales, we made do and mended, kept schtum about the lack of leccy (until my brother went to school with the front of his hair burnt off by the candles we needed along with the paraffin heater at night) and survived.
The bullying started the same year that I went into the oldest primary class. My Cinderella reputation followed me to high school, where the girls all seemed much smaller, prettier and better dressed than me.
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