From Primary 3 to Primary 4, my sister and I were the targets of four boys in our class, who would make fun of us in class and sometimes goad others or the entire class into joining in. Throughout this period, I felt endlessly hopeless about my future as it seemed as though this time would never pass, and we would be bully victims forever throughout our lives. Back in Kindergarten, we were bullied in K1 and K2, making me think that there was something wrong with us. Hence, it also felt as though we would never be able to make friends with anyone because of how weird I thought we were, especially because we were picked on for anything that deviated from the class's norm.