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Virginia Yang

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You Made Me Love Me

Every day for 2 years, I would board the school bus and sit by myself, blasting music in my headphones in order to drown out the cacophony of “Vagina! Slut! Whore! Bitch! Retard! Two-faced! Hoe!” Emotional breakdowns were a frequent occurrence. As the bullying quickly became routine, I had learned to anticipate this obnoxious behavior. Rather than responding to the insults, I turned my body away and faced my head in the opposite direction, glaring out the window. Over time, I became emotionally numb. This hellish nightmare became my reality....

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You Made Me Love Me

Every day for 2 years, I would board the school bus and sit by myself, blasting music in my headphones in order to drown out the cacophony of “Vagina! Slut! Whore! Bitch! Retard! Two-faced! Hoe!” Emotional breakdowns were a frequent occurrence. As the bullying quickly became routine, I had learned to anticipate this obnoxious behavior. Rather than responding to the insults, I turned my body away and faced my head in the opposite direction, glaring out the window. Over time, I became emotionally numb. This hellish nightmare became my reality....

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You Made Me Love Me

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Every day for 2 years, I would board the school bus and sit by myself, blasting music in my headphones in order to drown out the cacophony of “Vagina! Slut! Whore! Bitch! Retard! Two-faced! Hoe!” Emotional breakdowns were a frequent occurrence. As the bullying quickly became routine, I had learned to anticipate this obnoxious behavior. Rather than responding to the insults, I turned my body away and faced my head in the opposite direction, glaring out the window. Over time, I became emotionally numb. This hellish nightmare became my reality....

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