To my pen pal i write
"Its been a long year over here and i'm sorry for not sending you a message sooner. I'm sorry to hear about the internet problems you guys are having over there hope It gets fixed. In the mouth that has passed I've looked back at my mistakes and thought about what my future holds. Thinking about things between school and home, what jobs I should consider or shoot for, and about my friends i'm not going to see again. As they say in life you gotta roll with the punches. My stories have turned darker but my ideas grow brighter as I go on writing so I think they wont be so dark as i go on writing. I've hit an art block or in other words i can't think of anything to draw but to kill time I redraw old characters. I hope your school year has been great and that you may get the chance to come over here and visit and I hope we can keep in touch that is if you get this email due to the internet acting up. Its been a wonderful year for me and I hope that it was for you too. Hope to hear from you soon!"
To this class i'm glad I met all you writers and artists who sketch your stories and write your pictures. I'm glad I took this class and only wish it was longer. I haven't gotten all your names down and that is a shame in its self. I wish I could write like all of you but I have one more write for all of you.
You are the ones who struggle but break through all barriers in your way.
The ones who carry burdens others can not.
The ones who live their own life their way in their own style.
You are all artists that express through words from the heart and beyond.
The ones who create the books and the pages with in them.
The ones who use the page as a canvas to write our stories upon.
You are all people who create new worlds.
The ones who make the stories for the next generation.
The ones others wish to be.
You are the ones I know.
The ones I will miss.
