I never was like any of the other kids in school. I was like a dark shade, of blue, mixed with purple, in a rainbow of bright, colorful, enthusiastic peers. I have always been joked because of what I looked like. My earliest memory of being bullied, was when I was in about 2nd or 3rd grade; I was at the lunch table, eating my lunch. Then a group of boys, black boys who were obviously racist, decided to walk up to me and call me name, consisting of; Steve Urckil, Nerd, Wanna be. And I was fairly confused about the Steve Urckil part, because, I didnt wear glasses at the time, and I didnt talk like him, nor did I act like him. So my only o