A letter to… My bullies
Oct 15, 2020
2 minutes
I’ll never forget the way you looked at me as I made my way to the front of the class each morning.
‘Hope can’t hear very well, let her sit down,’ the teacher would say as I felt my face burn with shame.
I had a problem with my ears. They’d get blocked easily
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