Frozen Short Stories & One-Shots

~Unseen~

~Anna~

As my hand coats in ice I suddenly loose all feeling and become surrounded by black.

I'm back.

I look down at my boot. It isn't frosty anymore. Neither are my hands. I see Kristoff standing near an Elsa-covered ice sculpture. I run to him and throw my arms around him, placing kisses all over his cheeks.

He doesn't respond.

I move away from him and slowly go to Elsa. Wait. The ice she's draped over is... me.

I gaze more closely at my hand and realize I can see through it. I'm a ghost.

"No!" I shout. Nothing is heard.

I look at the sculpture. Woah. The hand is unthawing. I glance at my hand. It's becoming solid.

Oh no. Everything is going black again! W-What am I going to do?! I'm going to be gone forever! I'll never see Elsa again! Or... OH NO! I'll never see Kristoff again! I'll never get to tell him I--

BLACK.

((Hey, that was my terrible first one-shot. ^-^ Sorry, it was just reeeeaaaaally short.

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Bye!))