My earliest memories of going to school was being somewhat sad and somewhat bullied. Bullied for having bad hair, being called stupid, called lazy, called ugly, feeling small and overpowered by mean kids. At that point I was still not fully aware of what friendship even meant. I had cousins my own age and I spent great times with them during the Summer, but school made me feel weird and disintegrated. In fourth grade I had a lot of school-related anxiety and became more aware of the exclusion I felt among my classmates. In fifth grade I met this girl and since the first time we talked to each other between classes I felt the most genuine happiness around someone. Soon after we became best friends. This was the first time in my life I knew how connecting with another human felt like.
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