For almost 20 years my bully had me in her grip. I was six when she told me our headmaster had called me fat and useless. I cried myself to sleep that night. She would regularly beat me up if she'd had a bad day and, when I was 12, she punched me so hard she dislocated my jaw, which still clicks to this day.
I was an overweight child with buck teeth, freckles and red hair, while she was beautiful and slim. She took delight in ostracising, ridiculing or ignoring me – and told me she hated me on a daily basis.
She routinely referred to me as a slug and, in one of many examples of ritual humiliation, she once ordered me to strip naked, demanding I give her clothes back after happily encouraging me to borrow them an hour earlier.
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