Only one boy asked me to prom. Everyone laughed and said he must’ve been paid. Then police walked into the gym.
My classmates made fun of me all the time.
I had a large birthmark on my face. I was born with it. On top of that, I was raised by a single mother, and money was always tight. I often wore thrift-store clothes while my classmates showed off their new handbags and outfits, pointing at my old clothes and laughing.
As prom got closer, I didn’t even want to
