I was hardly runty. I was of average build compared to the other boys at school. But I wasn't very strong, I wasn't very good at sports, I was easy to annoy, I stuttered and got my words muddled up. I was usually the one who got picked last for football. I was slated for being a half-breed. Why was all this directed at me? I could never understand.
Nobody would ever believe that this kid was me... would they?
This was an sketch from earlier in the year that I finally decided to colour. I like how the colouring in came out here