[Mods, please let this through. Please. It's so important and I'm honestly crying in real life and I need my friends.]
He said, "Hey, why don't you try drawing yourself? Oh, wait, no you can't, because you're ugly. OOOOO!"
And he kept calling me "Sophia" because he knows that I hate being called that when my real name is Sophie.
And he said my drawings were bad . . .
The part about me being ugly came last, but . . .
. . . I didn't start crying until the bus driver opened the doors and said "have a good night, Sophie," as he always does. And I was crying and crying as I ran down the bus steps and down the driveway and into the house and into my room . . .
It hurt so, so, so much.
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I WILL NOT ACCEPT THE DOWNFALL OF MY HOME.