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Hoss let's his ugly face poison his future.
Call me Hoss. I'll hate you for it, but no man has a say in picking his nickname. Mamma named me Bernard, but fat lot of good that does.
I never thought of myself as ugly until I entered the first grade. At recess Vernon Stone jerked away my cap and taunted me to get it back. In full view of all my classmates; I was embarrassed, angry, and humiliated. I chased him, but he was too quick and my embarrassment grew unbearable. They were laughing; everyone was laughing. Becky Patton was laughing. Tony Simmons was laughing.
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