Twenty Years After Calling Me the ‘Ugly Duckling,’ My Bully Came to My Door — What I Gave Her Changed Us Both
Freshman year taught me the sound of Dorothy’s laugh before I even memorized my class schedule. It followed me down hallways. Echoed off lockers. Turned into a nickname that stuck for four long years: “Ugly Duckling.” She made sure everyone heard it. She tripped me in the cafeteria. Spread rumors that made people avoid me….