Okay. I have to admit to something. I believe in Jack Frost. How else would I fly and land in a dumpster and see a close up of a snowflake? Or have a kid tell me Jack Frost is real? For ridiculous reasons I question that if he's real, then why won't he meet me? It's a stupid question. But I still believe, even though I'm 17 now. But now I wish I hadn't.