Chapter 1 ELSA

Elsa

My Name is Elsa Cold, and this is the story of my unextroardiary life, well until I met him.

When I was 7 years old, my parents died in a car crash when they were going to visit my aunt Primrose. I was attending school at the time, so I never got the chance to say goodbye. Now, they're gone.

My sister Anna and I were placed in foster care shortly after their death. Aunt Prim was fit unworthy or something to claim us. So there was no one else in the family that could take us in.

One Morning, Anna and I were building a snowman at a park next to the house we were living in at the time. We didn't have a carrot for his nose, but he was still the best snowman we ever made. I spun the snowman around to face Anna. "I'm Olaf, and I like Warm hugs" I made the snowman say in a weird voice. Anna ran up to Olaf and hugged him. "I love you Olaf"

A man named Ryan, I found out later that Ryan was his name, came and told Anna it was time for her to go. Anna didn't want to though. We grabbed on to each others hands and wouldn't let go. I didn't want to lose Anna like I lost my parents. We held tight as we we're screaming and crying for him not to separate us.

A woman had to come and calm us down. She told Anna and me that Anna got adopted by a very nice family, but I didn't. She told us to say our goodbyes.
I grabbed Anna and pulled her in to a hug. I didn't want to let her go, I couldn't. The woman grabbed Anna's hand and said it was time to go, but before she did Anna whispered "Do you want to build a snowman?". I wanted to cry, and I did.

They started to walk away, then I yelled back "Of course I want to build a snowman". I wanted to run to her. Ryan had his hand on my shoulder preventing me from moving. "Of course I want to build a snowman" I told myself.

I just stood there for a few minutes starring in the direction of where Anna went. Then Ryan had to lead me back to the house. Where there was no longer anything for me to hold on to. Since then, I never had any hope because everything I ever had was taken away from me. Forever and Always.

After 5 years of being in and out of foster families. When I was 12 I was living with the Fritz family. I had to walk home one evening because Mr. and Mrs. Fritz were attending a cities public board meeting and couldn't pick me up. It was a pretty far walk, but I liked the silence of being alone.

I got lost, and it was dark. I couldn't find my way. I- I was passing by a dark alley when this man appeared out of nowhere. He had greyish skin, black hair, and evil glowing yellow eyes. I tried to run past him but- but he grabbed me. I couldn't scream for help because he put his hand over my mouth and and, I just can't it was too horrible. I am sorry, I just can't live through it again.

I had blacked out though. When I came back to I was in someone's arms. I didn't see their face, but I heard them whisper "shhh, it'll be okay, your gonna be alright". I noticed though that I was wearing a jacket, and I wasn't wearing it before I think. I had assumed it was the boy's coat.

Before I fell back asleep, I managed to whisper "thank you" and the next thing I remember was walking up in a hospital bed with weird tube things up my nose and an ivy in arm. People in white coats talking in the corner. Even my foster family was there acting worried,

However a week after I got back from the hospital I was put back in to the Foster System. I have been to 10 different homes since then.

Now I have been moved to Arena, Nebraska to live with the Bennetts until they find an excuse to get rid of me like all the others. That has been the pattern for as long as I can remember, that's been the pattern Forever.

A/N Hey Guys this story Idea was bugging me for awhile so I had to write it. Jack's back story will be in the next story if yo wanted to know. BTW Elsa WAS raped, I get my ideas from other great writters. I hope you guys like this story, LUV ya :D

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