Life is full of beauty.  Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest, and fight for your dreams." says Sally, the first day I met her at the YMCA camp for disabilities. She is a mystified nerdy girl.who didnt care that I am ugly and different from others. I just moved here from PEI.  Roy is my name.  When I was born, my great great Aunt put a curse on me. I had scares all over my body, odd tattoos markings , chunks of skin hanging on parts of my body and had no hair. Beauty isn't something I have. My dad move me into a house alone were I had a blind man that home schools me as I never went to school. I have only talked to my mother once when I was five before I started to become this "thing".  I'll never forget those words that she said before she lefted me," The future belongs to who believes in beauty of their dreams". I never believed that, as I look like a walking creature that nobody accepts for the person I am inside. My dream is to be a normal person and for my true beauty to peak its self out. On my sixteenth birthday I made a wish to become beautiful and for someone to love me again.  I opened my eyes, nothing changed I still looked like a freak.  Finally I gave up and said to my self "I'm beautiful in my own way ." I have to love myself . I have amazing friend like Sally who didnt care what I looked like. I'm ugly on the outside but its the inside beauty that matters and for me that makes a beautiful thing in this world.