Disclaimer: I own nothing. Frozen belongs to Disney. I also apologize if this starts out a bit slow, but I'm gonna try to get it going. Just hear me out here; I just started writing again =]

This chapter is more of a backstory, just FYI =]


Elsa remembers every detail of her life.

When Anna knew about her powers as a young girl, her and Elsa were extremely close and had a somewhat normal childhood; considering Elsa's supernatural gift. After the accident, it was extremely hard for Elsa to be locked away for everyone's safety. Her father always told her to "Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show." When Elsa was young, she didn't want to hurt anyone she loved and have the same guilt as she did after the incident with Anna in the ballroom. Hearing Anna call out to her from beyond the bedroom was so emotionally painful for Elsa.

"Elsa?" young Anna asked as she knocked, "Do you wanna build a snowmaaan?"

Before Elsa could protest, Anna continued.

"Come on let's go and play! I never see you anymore, come out the door; it's like you've gone away!"

Elsa considered this for a brief moment while listening to her sister's plea. She knew that Anna had no memory of the horrible event; that she was almost killed by her own sister.

"We used to be best buddies, and now we're not. I wish you'd just tell me why."

Elsa had a flashback to the incident and her eyes welled up at the terrible memory.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Anna continued cheerily, "It doesn't have to be a snowman!"

Elsa's frustration and sadness caught up with her. "Go away, Anna!" she snapped.

With utter and complete sadness, Anna walked away from Elsa's door. "Okay, bye…" she managed to murmur.

Elsa remembered a few other events where Anna would interrupt Elsa's reading or daydreaming by trying to get her to come out of her room. And every time, Elsa would try to ignore it, but Anna's pleading voice had taken it's emotional toll on Elsa.

As the years went on, Anna gradually stopped trying, which upset Elsa. For someone who lived in solitude, she often felt forgotten and like she was a monster, thanks in part to her parents shutting her out. As she got older, Elsa realized that her parents were abusive.

"What kind of parents just lock their own daughter away; without trying to find anyone that could possibly help me?"

To avoid these awful thoughts, Elsa buried herself in books and got swept away in her own world. When she did occasionally leave her room, she'd keep her eyes on the ground and not make eye contact with anyone for fear of hurting them.

But she couldn't avoid everything. Puberty was absolutely awful; she had an idea why she was changing the way that she was, due in part to her reading, but she didn't have anyone to talk to.

A few years later, her parents had to go overseas to work some kind of trade deal with a neighboring country. Elsa didn't know the details, she just didn't want her parents to leave because they were her only support system. Even though they clearly didn't know how to deal with her, Elsa knew that her parents loved her. She just wished that she could show them how much she cared.

"Do you really have to go?" Elsa asked as she did a slight curtsy to show them respect, as she learned from a few etiquette books and a brave staff member that her parents had eventually assigned to her to teach her manners of royal intricacy.

"You'll be fine, Elsa." her father replied with a reassuring smile.

Elsa remembered her parents boarding the ship, hoping that they would return soon.

They never made it back.

One day, Elsa had her nose in a book when she heard Anna knock on her door and she was definitely in tears. Elsa's eyes darted across the room to the door at the sound. She quietly put the book down and started walking lightly towards the door. Her cold fingertips grazing the wall as per pace slowed to a halt. Snow flurries began to appear from the ceiling and began to swirl around the room.

Elsa couldn't understand what was being said through Anna's sobs, but Elsa had stopped right at the door. She figured out what Anna was trying to tell her as her cries got harder as her words became unintelligible.

It had seemed like all time had stopped. Though she had worked on controlling her powers, it did little to no good; she simply could not keep up with the strength at which they were growing. The little flurries of snow had stopped falling and were floating in midair. The temperature of the room had dropped significantly, causing some of Elsa's belongings to freeze.

Elsa's knees had given out and she had collapsed on the floor. She caught balance with her hands; which froze the floor at contact. Elsa quickly moved her hands to the top of her legs to keep anything else from freezing. She then leaned up against the door, which was the only thing separating her and Anna; who was weeping uncontrollably on the other side.

Their parents were dead and the funeral was tomorrow. And even though Elsa had nothing to do with their death, she had an overwhelming feeling of guilt. Anna was the only person she had left in the world and Elsa was the only one Anna had left in the world.

She was swimming in emotions as tears welled up in her eyes. Elsa had tried to keep it in, but she couldn't. Tears were flowing steadily down her face. She moved one of her hands to wipe away her tears and pulled her legs into her chest. As both of her feet were flat on the ground, ice began to spread on the floor and on everything that touched the floor, but Elsa didn't care. The temperature of the room was definitely below freezing now, with the small flurries now turning into huge snowflakes that lay suspended in mid-air.

Yet, for Anna's safety, Elsa kept the door closed and did not console her sister. There was nothing more painful in the world for Elsa at this world and she could only imagine how Anna had felt.

"She must think I'm so heartless and uncaring." Elsa thought to herself.

In just a few minutes, everything was frozen solid in Elsa's room. Anna had eventually cried herself to sleep outside of Elsa's door, but neither of them moved from the spot they had been in for hours.

The next day, Anna had eventually gotten up, trying to plead with her sister to come to the funeral, but Elsa just sat in the same spot she had been in, unresponsive.

After the funeral, Anna had hesitated knocking on Elsa's door, but did anyway. "Elsa? Please, I know you're in there… people are asking where you've been…"

Elsa picked her head up out of her knees, which were in the same position from the day before, after some adjusting for sleeping.

"They say have courage, and I'm trying to; I'm right out here for you; just let me in…"

The tears were streaming down Elsa's face because she wanted nothing more but to let her in, but Elsa didn't trust herself. She was too dangerous to be around other people; especially with her room still frozen as it was the day before.

"We only have each other, it's just you and me. What are we gonna do?"

Elsa could hear Anna sigh through tears and there was a slight pause as if she were trying to think of what to say.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Anna trailed off.

Elsa couldn't handle it. The internal battle was too much. Here the two sisters were again, back to back; a piece of wood seperating them. But they had each never felt so alone.