The girl awoke with a sudden start. She lay in a field. A field of ice. It frosted the tips of each blade, some ice particles even reached the roots of the plants. The girl looked around in shock, her blonde braid whipping aound her face as she searched for a source to the sudden ice. Then she realized the source was her.

"Conceal don't feel. How could you do this?" She scolded herself.

She looked down at her hands and all she saw was ice. Frost. it was spilling from her fingers like a paste. Startled, ahe looked up and found that the field was gone, replaced by a large room, mostly dark but for a large lighted fireplace. It was her parent's bedroom to be exact. A dim light spilled through the window. Outside the moon shown bright and snow began to lightly fall. This time it wasn't the girl.

Her parents slept on a large bed that took over most of the room. She approached the bed and saw her dear mother and father sleeping soundly with their arms wrapped around each other. The girl smiled.

The door to the bedroom opened and the girl could see a small figure in the doorway. Her sister clutched a small doll to her chest and padded inside the room, hoping not to wake her sleeping parents.

The girl quietly got under the covers beside her mother and buried her face into her mother's hair. Ever so slowly the family drifted off to sleep once more.

The girl stood as she watched her family and felt the need to touch them, tell them she loved them, but before she could a black cloud started to creep through the window. It curled and deformed as the cloud got bigger, grew taller until it was more then twice the size of the girl. The cloud began to take shape and the girl realized that the cloud had become a man.

He was now over six feet tall and had odd black hair. He wore a black cloak and his eyes were the only thing that wasn't black. They glowed yellow.

The man gave her a sick smile and turned toward her sleeping family. The man took a broom from the wall and fashioned it into a dark sharpened cane. He approached the girl's family and the girl became extremely nervous.

The man slithered his long slender fingers down the staff until he found the point. He held the cane up and held it in the air.

"Nooo!" The girl ran toward the man with the cane but her feet were glued to the ground. She couldn't move!

She saw the man swing the staff down on her family and tthe girl screamed.

"Elsa wake up its ok!"

I flew up in a start. My sister Anna sat o the edge of my bed, a look of concern on her face.

"Elsa, thats the fourth night in a row. You should go see somebody about this." Her hand reached out for my hand and I held it.

"I'm sorry I scared you Anna." I squeezed her hand in relief the dream was over.

Ever since my family had moved to Burgess, I had began to have strange and scary dreams. No, nightmares. Usually they involved the same dark dust man that would kill me famiy or chase me through town. I had dreaded coming to a new town in the first place and the dream just made it worse.

"Elsa, I mean it. We can't have you scared out of your mind all the time."

"Yeah, I get it. Anna it was the same one I had on the second night. He was about to kill you, mom and dad."

"Oh Elsa, after all you've been through. You just don't deserve this." Anna pulled me in for a hug, ignoring the mess of knots and tangles on my head. You can't live like this. You just can't."

"Im okay. They are just nightmares, really. I will talk to someone if thats what you really want." I couldn't look like I'd lost hope. Not in front of Anna.

We stayed there hugging for what seemed like only seconds before my mother came through our door, barely a knock.

"Mom, she had another one."

"Oh dear." My mother's young face immedietly showed wrinkles as it crinkled in concern.

My mother and I were not as close as she and Anna were. My mother an I just never clicked. She saw the world though one perspective while I saw it in another. I wasn't a talker with anyone, Anna and mom always shared their secrets and talked about everything. But she was still my mother. And I loved her with all my heart. Mom seemed worried, but I knew she had something else on her mind.

"Whats wrong Mom?" I asked in the sweetest way possible.

She looked at the floor and slowly moved her eyes up to us.

"Your father's gone."

"Wait what?" My sister and I said at the same time.

"We had a fight and he left. He said he was going on a drive, but I'm worried he won't come back."

I know she is my mom and I love her, but this was just too far.

"What the hell mom? Dad doesn't just leave! You should know that by now." Anna and my mother stared at me like I was speaking a different language. I wasn't moody that morning, how could I be? But what Mom said really hurt. How could she be so weak?

"I'm sorry I just think you should look on the postive side..." I gave her a weak smile.

She didn't return it. "I'm gonna make breakfast. Come down when your ready." And with that she was off. Yes my mom was a bitch. And yes I still love her.

"Come on Elsa you better get dressed," She looked distant like she couldn't wrap her mind around the idea that dad was gone.

My dad was like my best friend, We did everything together, like Anna and mom. My dad would always take me out to play even when mom said I shouldn't because she needed extra help when nursing Anna. I think dad also enjoyed teaching me sports and learning to climb trees because I could very well play thr role of a son he never had. But I enjoyed getting specal attention from someone, meaning my dad.

"Hey Else, wanna play some baseball?"

I grinned when he personally asked me instead of Anna. She was four, so she wasn't little or old, just extremely annoying.

"Can I play too?" she whined.

My father crouched down in front of Anna. "Well Anna dear, Elsa has to work on her throw and she needs to have no distractions. Hey how about we watch 'The Little Mermaid when we come back inside. Does that sound good sweetheart?"

Anna nodded and skipped toward her bedroom giggling. My father turned toward me.

"Ready to hit a few homeruns?"

"I'm totally ready!"

"Then let's go play some ball! Oh and just so you know, I'm so gonna win!"

"No your not!" I ran after my father and grabbed a bat from our outdoor shed. I tossed him a baseball and we began to practice.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

He pitched the ball and I swung with all my force. A miss.

He smiled and got ready to pitch the next one. It was a perfect hit. To my dad's chest.

"Oh and he's down!" He fell to his knees holding his hands over his heart.

"Daddy!" I ran toward him.

He pretended to fall faint and I grabbed his shoulders. His eyes snapped open.

He lunged to tickle me and I screamed in delight. "Daddy no, stop daddy ahhh it tickles!"

We fell onto the grass, my dad holding me up in the air. I spread my arms out to catch the breeze. It was amazing. Just having fun with my dad, just the two of us made it feel special.

"And the monster is back!" He started to tickle my stomach

"Ahhh!"

I smiled as thought about my father and the games we used to play together. It was a relief that I had fond memories of him. Then I remembered that he had left. Dad never left. He and mom would always make up before they hugged and gave each other a kiss. But they hadn't. Where had dad gone?

Hello again! Well I hope you liked that little into to my new story Disney Dreamworks Academy. Now I will be working on both this and my other story Ice and Other Cold Things so I hope you enjoy them! And also remember that updates for both stories come every Friday so be ready!