Yes! I was an ugly duckling. I was a gorgeous baby and young kid, but as soon as I started school and got glasses, I became an ugly duckling. Only the
thought of wearing glasses gave me low self-esteem. But it was okay anyway, I was kind of cute, and I look on pics now and I wasn't really ugly. And I had a lot of friends, my bestfriend was one of the coolest girls at school, so that made me cool too.
It became worser when I changed school in 5th grade, random people at school were grabbing me and telling me I was ugly. The other girls started to think about "fashion", make-up and so on, and I had no interest in the world for things like that, I'd rather go riding than shopping, wear riding boots than the Buffalo-shoes that eeeeeveryone just
got to have at that time.
Also, the girls was starting to get hips and female curves, and I was still a toothpick (and taller than both the girls and boys), and because of my sickness, I was even skinnier than a toothpick!

Oh, and not to mention how I
hated to be half euopean/half asian. I just wanted to be like everyone else: blonde and whiter.
Then middle school started, both my two closest friends moved the summer before it started, so I didn't had friends there really, and I felt so ugly, too ugly to talk to people. Through the whole middle school I talked about 2 sentences in a week. I'm not kidding. I felt ugly, ugly, ugly, and when I see pics from that time, I think
"Yes, I was really ugly". 
And I tried to eat, eat and eat to get rid of the too skinny body.
Then I started performing art-high school, and I got bigger self-esteem because of all the
new and open-minded people, I got some female curves, and I could start with blank sheets. I went to a phase of dressing weird (and ugly, I think now), but respected in this school, started wearing a bit make-up and so on. And I even became an
attentionwhore, because it was like drugs that people finally
saw me, that people finally laughted with me, that I could talk with anyone without feeling ugly and uncomfortable. That was the start of what ended up in the
me now.
I'm so much more confident now. High school's last day was yesterday, and now, unlike when middle school ended, I can think back on 3 good years, yes, I've had bad periods, but these 3 years has made me to who I am and what I got today. Though I'm not an attentionwhore anymore, and I don't dress weird and crazy. I'm over
that too.
Now I feel pretty, I got high self-esteem, I dress well, I love being tall and slender, I love my hair, I love my heritage - it makes me look special, I say whatever I want to everyone, I don't care what people think, I got close friends, people telling me compliments and I believe them instead of thinking they're joking.
And when I see people from my second elementary school and middle school now, I often think that I'm better than them now. I might sound full of myself, but I'm honest, at least. And I really feel it's
my turn now, to be pretty.