I was bullied all through school—at my 10-year reunion, no one recognized me, and I used that moment to reveal exactly who I had become.

know because you never asked.”

“It was just a funny memory.”

“You remembered the laugh,” I said. “I remembered going home in tears.”

Someone near the back said, “That wasn’t funny.”

Another voice added, “It never was.”

Madison looked around, but the room didn’t move toward her this time.

“Everybody got teased,” she muttered.

“No,” I said. “Everybody didn’t continue reading …