HOW RACIST BULLYING ALMOST BROKE ME
Mar 25, 2021
2 minutes
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Each morning I’d have to walk down “Main Street” – a hallway that ran through the middle of the school where all the lockers were. Everyone hung out on those stairs between classes, and whenever I had to pass by, my bullies Jenny (name changed
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