Here is my first fan fiction.
POV: the wind
Not a single person could see him, except for me. No one could touch him. No one could hear him, except for me. He tried so hard, but nothing worked. He wanted attention. That's the main reason behind the Blizzard of '68. The Easter Bunny wasn't so happy about it.
I am as old as time. I saw Jack's childhood, his death and his new birth. MiM didn't look after him, so I did. I stood by him all the time. And he didn't notice me. Never. I was with him for over 300 years, but he never heard my voice. I could never feel me, as I tried to comfort him. He was so sad and I couldn't help him at all. He wouldn't show it to anyone. Only I saw it. I could hear him, but he couldn't hear me.
I was with him when Pitch attacked tooth's palace. I was with him when the guardians lost fate in him. And yet he doesn't see me. No one ever does. No one, but the Moon. I could feel there was something wrong with Jack. I moved to him. He was with baby tooth. In front of him was his staff. In two. Probably Pitch's fault. Jack seemed lost. I sat next to him. Not that he would notice. ''Don't give up Jack, '' I whispered, ''I know you can. Please. I know you can't hear me, but please listen. You shouldn't give up. You're the one person who can beat Pitch. So please. Listen to me.'' He didn't react. Not like he could hear me. ''Just believe,'' I whispered. For some reason the bow in his hand started to glow. He became happy again. My job was done. I moved away. As I looked he flew away with his staff. ''Wind, take me home,'' he said. So I did.
It has been months since Jack and the others guardians defeated Pitch at Jack's lake. I waited for Jack to return to here, but he didn't. North had room enough for one more spirit. I played at the ice. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't skate as well as Jack. I heard someone coming. That person skated right trough me. It hurt so much. That's why I usually float around. So no one can walk trough me. I looked at the person it was Jack. He seemed surprised. Did he notice he skated trough me? ''Hello,'' Jack asked, ''is anyone there.'' I moved from my spot and released a soft breeze. ''Just the wind, '' he mumbled. He didn't notice me. Never. I'm just the wind. I was about to leave when I heard Jack again. He was laughing and playing on the ice. If he only noticed me.
''MiM, why? Why can no one, not even spirits see me? Why am I so lonely? Just answer me. Say something. I only want to be seen. To be able to be heard. Please MiM. I don't know what to do…'' I said out loud. Not like anyone could hear me. But as always MiM remained silence. I left the pound, leaving Jack behind.