This week, we’re asking you to write a memoir. The way in which you choose to share your memoir — be it a story, poem, flash non-fiction, or a song — is entirely up to you.
It seems I was always fair game for Kerry-Anne, the school bully.
She was two years older than me, a remnant from two previous 6th grade classes who had failed to pass her exams to proceed to high school. She was now in her repeat year of grade 6. In our education system, you were given two chances to succeed in the final elementary school year, otherwise you ended up in the rejection pile of the Secondary School system.
Part of me felt a little sorry for her.
Another part of me wanted to kick her.
She had started bothering me when I was in the…
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