Ugly. It's what I am. I was uglier as a baby. Perhaps when I am older, I won't be so ugly. The older I get, the less ugly I become. But I know that I know that I know I will never ever be pretty. That's why I like him; Dylan. He thinks I'm pretty, blinded by what- I do not know. But he does and he is the only person in THE world who thinks I am pretty and worth his time. My parents never thought like that… and that is why I like him back.