Hello! I am IReadforfun. I love Frozen and I haven't read a Frozen Fanfic I have not liked, so I decided to start my own. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen it belongs to Disney.

-IReadforFun

Chapter 1

Elsa POV

I wake up early in the morning and look across the room. My older sister Anna sleeps silently in her bed and I smile. Running over to her bed I jump up and climb on top of her.

"Wake up! Wake up! We have to play!" I say to her jumping up and down on the bed.

"Not now Elsa. It's barely dawn!" She says back. Although we are only two years apart at 3 and 5 she acts much more mature.

"Come on!" I shake her and then I think of the offer she won't resist. "Do you wanna build a snow maaaaaaan?" She opens her eyes and soon we are running down the stairs together toward the ballroom that I will turn into a winter wonderland. We run to the center of the room and I begin to make the small snowball in my hands. I can see her eyes light up and I finally feel as if we are the same age. She no longer seems two years older than me. She and I build a snowman together and she names him Olaf. He is so cute and she even pretends to do his voice for me. We skate and slide in the winter wonderland of the ballroom. I run forward making myself little snow hills that I jump on getting higher and higher.

"Look at me!" I squeal as Anna turns to see me. I jump higher and higher.

"Whoa slow down!" I hear Anna shout. I look over at her right as I jump and forget to place a new pillar below myself. I squeal in fear and shoot my hands out to grab at her. I my fear I shoot my magic and it hits her in the head. I fall hard onto my ice and look over to see Anna lying on the ground.

"Anna? Anna!" I yell at my older sister's limp form. "Momma! Papa! Help!" I cry out rushing to Anna's side. She's not that much taller than I am so I try to hold her in my arms.

"Elsa?" My parents rush in to see me crying over Anna's limp form.

"Come along Elsa." My father beckons as my mother picks Anna off the floor and comments on how cold she is. The four of us rush off into the early morning I with my father on his horse and Anna with our mother. We reach a clearing filled with rocks and my father calls out for help. The rocks roll toward us to become trolls.

"Your majesty." They whisper to my father and the oldest of the group comes forward. He discusses my powers with Father and he heals Anna replacing her memories with those that do not have my powers in them. When we return many changes are made to the castle. Suddenly there are fewer people, the windows and doors are always closed, and I move to a new room far from my old one I shared with Anna. I wish I could move back, but Papa says it is to dangerous and that I might hurt her again. I wish the two of us could play, but everyday I can feel my powers growing and I don't want to hurt Momma, Papa, or Anna.

Anna POV

I watch Elsa return to her new room and shut the door quietly. She has never been so withdrawn before. She was always the one asking me to play, but I guess those days are over. I feel so shut out of her world and wish I could see her more often. Papa says she is getting a different education from mine since she will not be queen when she grows up, but I just want to spend my free time with her.

One day in my first winter after Elsa was shut into a new room I see the first snowflakes falling and decide that I need to make the first move to become friends again.

"Elsa?" I say knocking with my signature knock of two slow, two fast,and one more slow knock. "Do you wanna build a snowman? We could play outside! The snow is just lovely today and I remember how much you loved to play in the snow!" I say trying to be kind, but not overbearing. However, Papa comes up just as I am waiting for a reply.

"Anna," he says sternly. "I thought I told you not to play with Elsa. She should be studying now and you shouldn't be distracting her. Your study schedules are different now. You need to respect that." He says to me.

"But, she's only four now and I'm only six. We shouldn't have to study so hard yet." I whine back.

"Anna." Papa's warning tone comes out so I mumble a quiet 'Okay, bye' and walk off to my room where my tutor will be soon to teach me more about Arendelle's history of rulers.

Elsa POV (12 years old)

It has been nine years since Papa and Momma put me in my room. I now wear gloves everyday to conceal my power. It has got so much stronger and I am so frightened by it. Almost everyday during Anna's off time from studying to be queen she comes and asks me to play even though she is now fourteen years old. I feel so confined and I always want to burst out of my room to tell her 'Of course I wanna build a snowman', I can't risk hurting her again. It would be so dangerous if I ever try to tell her or show her anything of my power. Whenever she comes to ask me I always have to tell her to leave me alone. I don't know what else to do. I am so frightened of hurting anyone.

Anna POV (17 years old)

I say my goodbyes as my parents prepare to leave for two weeks across the sea. I hug them and Elsa even comes out of her room to see them off. I watch her closely. She stands and curtesies to them as they walk out the gates. She is now fifteen. I can't believe she has grown so much in height and beauty. She is thin and pale, but I don't question her. As soon as they are out of the doors. She heads back up to her room and shuts the door. Cutting herself off from the world again.

Only a week later we get the news that our parents did not arrive and were lost at sea. I sit in my room crying alone. When the funeral comes around I stand in-between to two headstones with the priest alone. Elsa didn't come. When I return I head straight to her door and knock only three times. I do not feel like knocking like I always used to.

"Elsa. I know that you're in there. Please if you come out we could deal with this together. I know it must be hard for you, but it is for me too." I try to speak more, but nothing comes out. With one last try I say in a whisper, "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Elsa POV (15 years old)

I sit in my room which is now completely frozen and cry. My parents the only ones who knew my secret and struggles are gone. I can't confide in Anna without the risk of hurting her. The snowflakes around my room hang in suspension with my grief and I cry. I hear Anna outside my door pleading with me to come out. Then I hear her whisper,

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" My tears flow more freely now as I mouth to myself the answer I would give her if I did not have powers

"Yes I do."