"The sound was so loud; it made the stabbing pain in my heart silence for a moment, only to reappear when I turned around to see my frozen sister. I felt like the air was clogged in my lungs, the blizzard stopped around me and I finally saw the source of the blinding noise, Han's shattered sword lay on the ground. Cut into jagged pieces, just like my foolish heart. Anna stood in a frozen protective position in front of where I was crying... She was trying to save me. I hugged her frozen figure in my arms.

"Anna!" I screamed, wishing that her warmth would come back to me. It's happening again, I am holding her cold body again. I couldn't keep her safe; I couldn't show her that I can't stop this. Arendalle will forever be cold and I will forever need the isolation of the lonely room I spent my whole life in.

She's gone, it echoed through me a thousand times. What do I do now? I murdered my own beautiful sister. I heard sobbing behind me; my blur fixed eyes saw a man crying onto his reindeer. He obviously loved her, who wouldn't love her? Anna, can we build a snowman?"

"Anna!" I shot up from my bed, hoping it was all just a nightmare. It was all just a bad bad dream. I quickly dressed into a fine blue dress, that's the only colour I wear these days. I ran to her empty room, I could still smell her perfume. I closed my eyes and let it drown me; it was a floral smell, most probably pink roses, which used to be her favourite flower.

I finally managed to clamber outside, I used to enjoy guessing the weather in Arendalle, it used to be so unpredictable. But now the weather is me, every last sharp stabbing blizzard is another heart break inside of me. My breathing stopped again when I reached her. She was still frozen and protecting me, next to her was a gentle looking rose forged from ice. Kristoff never fails every morning to place it here. I wish I had someone like that; I looked into her preserved eyes. What was she thinking? Silly girl. She should have saved herself, not me. Oh the pain, a knife has been pressed through my lungs and piercing my heart with each movement I make.

I felt a stick poke me, Olaf's cheery smile glared through all the heartbreak.

"Good morning beautiful Queen Elsa," Olaf bowed, in the process losing his top half. I smiled and placed his head back onto his sculpted body.

"Olaf I can't get over anything anymore," I whispered, "my powers are getting worse, I can't save anyone anymore. It's been 2 weeks Olaf, people are dying of cold." He looked at me just like my father did,

"Elsa, you need someone to look after you and love you, not a frozen sister and a made up snowman." Olaf said, how could anyone look after me? How could I let someone in? I will freeze everything.

"I can't Olaf, I've hurt too many people." I cried out, his eyes sparked.

"Make someone then," he said "just put your whole essence into making something not your own."

"You are quite a smart snowman Olaf," I said

"Go go! Make something that you don't want to take back." He exclaimed whilst staring at Anna, the people of Arendalle call her The Lonely Princess Anna of Arendalle. But she wasn't alone, she was never alone.

"Do you want to build a snowman? I never see you anymore Elsa! Please!" little Anna called through the door in my head. She was alone. I was NEVER there for her. What was I doing all those years? Not caring for my beautiful darling sister, obviously.

"Stop thinking about her Elsa" Olaf yelled "get yourself to work!"

I ran back to the castle without another glance at Anna, Olaf thinks I can just forget her so easily but she will be forever be consuming my mind and thoughts. Her very name conjures up a spasm of memories inside of me.

"Now is not the time for thinking, Elsa. It's time for doing" I said to myself as I went down to the castle basement. May the experiments begin; time to see what I can finally do.

Hello there! Welcome to my story! Ice cubes and the Frozen soundtrack kept me inspired.

Please stay tuned and stay weird! xx