Dear people of the world,
My name's Elsa Anderson. I hid in my room for more than 10 years. I believed it was to keep my sister, Anna, safe from me, but all it did was hurt us both.
My parents encouraged me to conceal, don't feel. They wanted to protect us, but they went about it the wrong way.
They died about three years ago. I couldn't go to the funeral. I was afraid to go. I let Anna go alone. I have always regretted that.
But the thing that hurt most, was Anna's cries of "Do you wanna build a snowman?"
Last week was my coronation. It all went wrong. I cast an eternal winter on my kingdom, Arendelle, I nearly became a murderer and the bit that still gives me nightmares. I froze Anna. The person who I was trying to protect. She's alright now, but I will never be the same. I'm not always sure that's a bad thing.
The moral of this story, is to never hide from someone you love. Even if you believe it's to protect them. You will just end up hurting them.
Yours sincerely,
Elsa Anderson
