Oh my God, my mother exclaimed, she’s so ugly.

Yes, I was the most unpleasant to look at,

with big pouting lips, oval face and dirty blonde hair, with big short legs and arms.. Not a cutie chunky monkey.

The children at the park avoided me and gave me a hard look,

My brain could read their long gazed,”poor ugly baby” from another planet.

One day, I came across a book in the library, entitled “ugly duckling”

My heart started pumping real hard, while I slowly open the page to see who could that be..

Thinking, they must have created an ugly story about me.

To my surprised, I felt relief, to see an ugly duck and the miserable life,she went through.

As a teenager, some changes going on in my puberty and that made me even scary.

A girl with a good heart came close and told me: she likes my red pouting lips and my cheekbones, are well proportion for an oval face.

Then, I began to like my self.

The girl sincere word of admiration, helped me build my confidence.

Looking at the mirror, was the image of an ugly duckling, transformed into a beautiful swan lake.

My black coal skin turned smoky bronze, that compliment my dirty blonde hair.

The black coal beauty, passed through a lot of turbulence in life, from

A dark hard molten lava rock that went  through a lot of pressure,

And turned into a gorgeous and brilliant diamond.

This parable tells us that beauty is more than a skin deep.

A beauty from the inside tells all.