Hey guys, I know its been a while...
I'm here to let all my wonderful followers know that I will now be ending this blog :( I'm sorry I haven't really kept it updated, I know it's not very fair to you. I'll leave it up for anyone who wants to come back and look at it, but I will no longer be posting.
If you are wondering, I have in fact still been writing. A lot. I would really like to get something published in the near future, and have lately been more focused towards that goal. I'm thirteen years old now, and about to head into 8th grade on August 30th (I think?). I'll be in an Honors English class, where I can further pursue my dreams of becoming a published author. A lot has changed since I first met you all a year ago. You've helped me so much, and I thank you for all your support.
..... and I have one last poem for you before I go ;)
THE CAGE
Once there was a girl
of three and a half years old
with her feet on the ground.
Safe and sound and cared for
in the safety of her mothers arms.
They kept her in a cage of certainty
where she was loved
and comfortable
and warm.
Where she was happy to stay forever
and watch
life pass
outside
the window
And then the little girl grew.
Once there was a girl
of eight and a half year
who wanted to fly
who wanted to escape safety.
She dreamed and dreamed
of spreading her wings.
And her parents shook there heads
but never worried
because at the time
dreaming
was still
enough
And then the unthinkable happened...
she grew
Once there was a girl
of thirteen and a half years old
who ached to spread her wings.
She didn't want to watch.
She didn't want to dream.
What she wanted
more than anything in the world
was to LIVE.
But every chance she took
to step outside the box
was blocked by her protectors
and at the time
she hopelessly
let them.
But, just as her guards had feared, she just kept on growing.
Once there was a girl
of seventeen and half years old
who dared to fly
who lived a life of freedom
and as many times
as they tried to tie her down
she was finally all to strong.
So she stole the key
and threw open the door
of the cage they called
her home.
And learned to live
and love
and laugh
and hurt....
And dare to
keep
on
DREAMING.
...well I guess this is goodbye now!!! Again, I thank you all so much, you've helped me more than you even know.
Keep your head up, and don't ever stop BELIEVING.
Love truly,
Kristin L. Markis
I'm here to let all my wonderful followers know that I will now be ending this blog :( I'm sorry I haven't really kept it updated, I know it's not very fair to you. I'll leave it up for anyone who wants to come back and look at it, but I will no longer be posting.
If you are wondering, I have in fact still been writing. A lot. I would really like to get something published in the near future, and have lately been more focused towards that goal. I'm thirteen years old now, and about to head into 8th grade on August 30th (I think?). I'll be in an Honors English class, where I can further pursue my dreams of becoming a published author. A lot has changed since I first met you all a year ago. You've helped me so much, and I thank you for all your support.
..... and I have one last poem for you before I go ;)
THE CAGE
Once there was a girl
of three and a half years old
with her feet on the ground.
Safe and sound and cared for
in the safety of her mothers arms.
They kept her in a cage of certainty
where she was loved
and comfortable
and warm.
Where she was happy to stay forever
and watch
life pass
outside
the window
And then the little girl grew.
Once there was a girl
of eight and a half year
who wanted to fly
who wanted to escape safety.
She dreamed and dreamed
of spreading her wings.
And her parents shook there heads
but never worried
because at the time
dreaming
was still
enough
And then the unthinkable happened...
she grew
Once there was a girl
of thirteen and a half years old
who ached to spread her wings.
She didn't want to watch.
She didn't want to dream.
What she wanted
more than anything in the world
was to LIVE.
But every chance she took
to step outside the box
was blocked by her protectors
and at the time
she hopelessly
let them.
But, just as her guards had feared, she just kept on growing.
Once there was a girl
of seventeen and half years old
who dared to fly
who lived a life of freedom
and as many times
as they tried to tie her down
she was finally all to strong.
So she stole the key
and threw open the door
of the cage they called
her home.
And learned to live
and love
and laugh
and hurt....
And dare to
keep
on
DREAMING.
...well I guess this is goodbye now!!! Again, I thank you all so much, you've helped me more than you even know.
Keep your head up, and don't ever stop BELIEVING.
Love truly,
Kristin L. Markis
