I’d been called a freak, and worse, all through school. Now that I’d finally graduated, I was sick o

I’d been called a freak, and worse, all through school. …

I’d been called a freak, and worse, all through school. Now that I’d finally graduated, I was sick of it. I’d hoped that no one would ever call me names again. Oh well, if wishes were flying monkeys, we’d all be wearing tiny hats.

E.J. Stevens