Blessing or Curse

Summary: After the accident, eight year old Elsa questions her powers as Anna knocks, asking the same question of snowman building.

Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen.

"Do you wanna build a snowman Elsa?" Anna asks me though my door for the first time this morning since breakfast.

Before the accident, I would've nodded my head and laughed at Anna's question, twirling my hands in the air in pure joy.

But since that accident and night in general, I've stood in the shawls of fear, letting it tangle me up in a series of knots.

I freeze everything now. My bed, the carpet, the window and even my treasured Anna doll.

Luckily as I look at the Anna doll, the ice around it melts and the room warms up.

Of course I don't notice it as I hear Anna knock on my door again while I hold on to my gloves that Papa gave me, praying for dear life that my powers don't leak out.

"Fear will be your enemy."

Anger fills my veins as I remember the words of the troll that made Mama and Papa close the gates and have Anna away from me.

If only he had explained better than maybe I wouldn't be so scared of being near Anna!

But no! He didn't! That stupid troll! He ruined everything! Papa should've killed him or something like that!

In my anger, I felt my powers explode and something break as I hear Anna knock on my door again.

"Elsa is everything okay in your room? If it is, do you still wanna build a snowman?" Anna asks through my door in concern but yet I all could imagine in my head was snowman after snowman after snowman.

I hold back a tear now at Anna's question. Yes I want to build a snowman. Yes I want to go play and ride our bike that Mama and Papa got us last Christmas before the accident down the halls.

But I can't. My powers are growing stronger each day and as I look back at the accident, I see Anna limp, cold, and shivering.

Because of me. Because of my curse. Papa said that the gloves would help me but how? They're almost completely covered in my frost.

I hate them almost as much as I hate the troll that caused all this mess! If only he hadn't wiped Anna's memories of my magic, if only I had been more careful.

I once thought of my powers as a blessing. An enjoyment of fun and a reason why Anna and I were best buddies.

But because of the accident, I now think of them as a curse. If I had just been born normal like Anna then the gates wouldn't be closed and we would still be best buddies.

But we aren't as I hear Mama call Anna to get away from my door, probably so she wouldn't discover my powers.

I tell myself to conceal don't feel like Papa and I had often practiced but it isn't working as fresh, icy tears flow down my tears.

If I had a wish to make right as my room began to ice over, it would be the hardest wish I could ever make.

I would wish to tell Anna that I'm sorry for staying away and to maybe be normal like her so I could remove my curse that's no longer a blessing.