For him, it is a beautiful thing to watch butterflies strewn around the orphanage from all the bushes. For him, beauty is just that simple. When he said, “I had walked many times out into the bushes, all by myself, just so the butterflies could land on my head, face and hands so I could look at them up close”( 5), he thought that everything in the world was peaceful and lovely until: “ I carefully watch as he caught these beautiful creatures, one after the other, and then took them from the net and then stuck straight pins through their head and wings, and pinning them onto a heavy cardboard sheet.” (4) This shows how everything Kiser thought was wrong. Life is not as he thought it was, and people are just cruel “to kill something such beauty.”