Chapter 1
Knock, knock, knock "Elsa?" little 8 year old Anna said into the keyhole of her sister Elsa's room, "Can you come out and play? I miss you and I want to build a snowman with you."
"Anna, I can't play with you." A sad small voice came from the other side of the door, "please leave me alone."
"OK, bye." Anna replied gloomily as she turned around and started roaming the halls of the castle that felt more and more lonely by the day. Ever since Elsa locked herself up in her room Anna hadn't had a friend or anyone else to talk to or even play with, her parents never let any one come visit for fear of something happening she didn't know what. Without realizing it Anna found herself in the portrait gallery; sitting down on a velvet bench she looked at all the paintings and started talking to no one in particular. "I wish there was someone who understands me, someone that I could talk to and play with; someone that would be my friend. Joan you know what it's like to be on the outside of everything and to not have any friends don't you?" Anna asked the portrait of Joan of Arc. Suddenly Anna felt a chill in the room and frost started seeing frost appear on the walls. Then beside her she noticed a boy, no more than 16 or 17 wearing a blue hoodie with white snowflakes all over and tan coloured pants that were cut of just below the knees, snow white hair and bright blue eyes like the sea after a storm ends.
"Hello Anna." The strange boy greeted with a small smile on his face.
"Hi! Do you want to be my friend? I have no one to play with and I need a friend." Anna greeted the stranger the way any child would; with enthusiasm and excitement.
"I would love to be your friend Anna. What do you want to do first?" The boy asked.
"I want to build a snow man! But first I want to know your name, since you already know mine." Anna responded.
"Well my name is Jack Frost and I would love to build a snow man with you." And with those words he caused snow to start falling all over the portrait room and Anna started giggling in delight and eagerly started building a snowman that she called Olaf. Jack Frost looked at the young girl and felt saddened by the idea that she had never had a true friend and that she was forced to spend the entirety of her life hidden from the world, isolated and alone. Jack from that moment on vowed internally that he would do whatever he could do to make her childhood a happy and pleasant one where she would never feel alone and unloved again.