Flying Paintings, Final draft

   When a caterpillar turns into a butterfly, it looks like the most magical thing that nature can create. The smallest thing you see rarely.Thousands of tiny scales that cover each other,turning out to look like a flying painting. All the patterns are used to amazed us but to butterflies they're meant to either scare off predators or to tell which sex they are. But their wing is like an explosion of brilliant primary colors, ultraviolet patterns, and when it flies its like motion pictures have nothing on the realism of a butterfly actually flying.  People always used a “butterfly” as an expression for “ He gives me butterflies, whenever he's near.” or to simply make something sound pretty but to me, a butterflies have always amazed me of how much time it takes to create such a beauty.

        There are all kinds of butterflies! Buckeyes, Giant Swallowtail, the Queen, Cloudless Sulphur, and much more. Ones with creepy eyes painted on their wings, so predators can be afraid of their striking appearance. Some that have wings so big it can almost cover half a persons face. And then there are others that have such exostic wings but are filled with posion. But how can these lovely creatures be so defensive? I mean, their beauty can attract anyone, from anywhere, but it seems that even one who has so much beauty doesn't want to be notice. Like the butterfly doesn’t know how beautiful they are. 

       When I was a little girl, my grandmother would always tell me that I was the "butterfly for the world". She would tell me this whenever I felt down or whenever  I didnt understand the problems I would face growing up. I never understood this though because: 1.She always said it in spanish. 2.When I saw that one episode in Spongebob Squarepants, when Sandys caterpillar “wormy” turned into a butterfly, and the show freaked me out because the butterfly was really ugly, I thought my grandma was saying that I was the ugliness for the world. and 3. I never believed her. I never did because growing up it was easier to believe things that were negative because there was a reason for it. And the positive just didn't make sense. 

       Now becomeing an adult, I get what she meant. I understand now that it takes time to see the true beauty we have in all of us. That just as a caterpillar, it just needs patciene. And though it's hard to believe it at first, because of the long wait and hard struggles, you wouldn't believe something so useless can become so amazing. But it was the whole time. And when we see that in ourselves, we too become the "butterfly for the world".