I Was Teased Throughout School – At Our 10-Year Reunion, Nobody Recognized Me, so I Took Advantage of It
Ten years later, I was still carrying those hallways around with me.
So I left the cardigan behind.
Well… almost.
I folded it neatly and slipped it into my bag.
Healing isn’t magic.
Sometimes courage travels with backup.
The ballroom looked exactly like every reunion movie I had ever seen.
Blue and silver balloons.
A giant banner.
Overpriced decorations.
Clusters of adults trying to convince themselves they still looked twenty.
I stood outside the doors for nearly a minute before walking in.
A committee volunteer immediately approached me.
“Excuse me,” he said. “Are you with the hotel staff?”
I looked down at my dress.
Then back at him.
