I am not Beautiful!

While I was strolling in the garden, I saw a very beautiful and adorable girl sitting at a corner head bowed on her knees with a closure as arms wrapped so tight as if she didn't want to show herself to the world... as if she was trying to hide herself... As I went closer and closer, I heard her sobbing, and some more proximity made her conscious of my presence...
She pulled her head up enough to lift her left eye to see who was approaching her... with all so shrunken body and a bit scared of my presence... her gaze kept questioning me, "why are you here? What do you want?" I kept looking at her with the curiosity, and eagerness to approach her for help, but the moment I stepped ahead... the panic got me frinzy and I felt so helpless to see how her silence broke into the screams saying, "Go away. Leave me alone... I am not a beautiful object. Its not my fault. I am not to satisfy your lust." I... I felt shattered... and more than that I was amazed for why will such a beautiful girl want to be isolated and left alone just because she is beautiful!
To her comfort I withdrew myself from the scene, and proceeded ahead on the way, but kept looking back at her... for her comfort in her isolation and closure from the world was so desirable that mere presence of someone create a chaos in her world. I stopped mid way and kept staring at her in the same amazement... to know what made her mad about her beauty and how it was a fault! It was not only surprizing but also beyond the normalities of life. I kept gazing, and wondering, only to realize the girl was actually in the mirror!