That was the year the first boy I ever had a crush on laughed in front of his friends and called me « Dumbo. »
The nickname spread through school faster than I thought possible.
By the end of the week, people weren’t calling me Amelia anymore.
They were flapping their hands behind my back when I walked past.
Boys tugged at my ears in the hallway before running away laughing.
One girl secretly took a picture of my side profile during lunch and posted it online with elephant emojis.
Teachers told everyone to stop.
Nobody ever really did.
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