"Elsa? Do you wanna build a snowman?" Elsa could hear her little sister Anna outside her bedroom door. The seven year old platinum blonde stood up from her perch on the window sill and slowly walked to the door. "It's snowing outside! C'mon! Let's have some fun!"
"Go away Anna!" Elsa shouted from her room. Anna was too close. Even behind the door, it was possible for her little sister to get hit by her own ice magic. Like always, her powers reflected her fear. Snow was already beginning to fall overhead, and frost started to travel across the floor and walls. "Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show." she whispered under her breath, while hugging her hands to her chest.
"Okay, uh, bye." Anna's tone of voice was clouded with disappointment. Elsa tried to imagine her little sister's face, but it had been so long, it was beginning to get difficult to visualize Anna's little six year old face. The sound of little footsteps faded as Anna trudged away.
"I'm sorry Anna, I'm sorry," Elsa cried. Hot tears leaked down her face, but instantly froze once they fell. The little girl slowly walked back to the window, and gazed longingly outside. Children were running and playing in the soft snow. Many of them looked to be around her age, all were happily running and jumping through the white powder.
"What did I do to deserve a curse such as this?" Elsa sobbed. Sharp icicles began to form along the edge of the window, looking like teeth, teeth about to swallow the girl up. "I wish I didn't have these powers!"