My childhood bully was a guy named Damon Fleece, and like his last name, he used to fleece my pockets of whatever I had while I was in the 10th grade. My mom never would believe me when I'd mention him to her. But then one day, to my utter surprise, I returned home to find her laughing with Damon in her living room.

That was the day that life became different for me. 

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