I was six and it was a bunch of kids surrounding me calling me bitch and big head. I felt un wanted the boys would call me p body and the girls would say I'm ugly. I looked like a lil version of Beyonce at the time no lie.
I just felt like shit. I prayed for it to change but things never did.
I loved school and I was going to fight to be excepted. I wore mac lip gloss and uggs. no one would except me.
I kept my head held tall but I was breaking down. I cried my self to sleep every night up until I was 14 things got worse
