ang3lm3l0dy: Disclaimer, ROTG will never, ever be mine. *smiles*

Cecily Snow. Yep. That's my name. Actually, I hate it. I HATE my name. Why? Snow. Snow was the reason my dad died. And Cecily? Go figure. Such an old-fashioned name.

Anyhow, let me tell you who I really am. I'm going to tell this to you like they do on the first day of school where they introduced themselves. As I said, my name is Cecily Snow. I'm ten years old, and my birthday is during the eighteenth of October. I live here in this place because my father died and my mother left me to live in that house of my grandma—my dad's mom.

My Grandma loves to tell stories about Santa and people like that. My Pa used too, before he died. That's the reason I became like this. A hopeless, faithless, little girl, who doesn't like the sound of fairies and myths and doesn't believe anymore… Or… do I?

"Cee! Come down immediately! "

I blinked a couple of times. Outside, lots and lots of snowflakes and snow falling. "Yes g'ma. I'm coming…"

I was feeling groggy so I guess it's not my fault that I bumped my head on a cabinet and slipped at the stairs… right?

"It's your first white winter here, right, Cecily?"

"Grand-ma!" I shouted in a sing-song voice. "Haven't I told you not to call me that anymore?"

"I like Cecily." Grandma said, matter-of-factly. "It's my mother's name. She was such a great singer, mind you."

I rolled my eyes at her. It was considered disrespectful, but I did, anyway. Almost everybody was a great singer in the family, and many-a-people have tried to tell me to sing, but I just won't. And that's the end to it.

"Cecily." She said.

I looked down, "Sorry."

"Ce-ci-ly!" a boy's voice shouted through the front door. It was followed by the ring of the doorbell, followed by a couple more shouts.

My grandmother laughed. "Well, looks like they're here."

"Goodbye G'ma! See you later!" I smiled.

A little while later I was out in the snow, with the neighborhood's kids. Well, I was the oldest of the lot. I was followed by John and Roy who were nine years old. Next on the line is Ivan, age eight, same age as Juliette. And the last ones are Gordon, Betts, and Ruth, all age seven.

I could hear them talking and chattering like silly little monkeys on the way to school. I hated it. I wanted to scream at them and growl at them and tape those mouths or—maybe, just maybe, I'll cut those tounges out of their mouth so they'd stop it. And you're asking me why I'm like this? Because I'm studying for my Math exam and it's just noisy. And I hate it.

They just won't stop chattering unless… unless…

"It's snow day!" Someone who just came from the school went skipping towards us bringing us the tragic news. "It's snow day!"

I bloated my cheeks, exasperated. You ask me why tragic? Because I've studied it for ever so long and nothing will happen.

The children, on the other hand, were having a snowball fight. Snow here and there, then somebody shouted,

"If winter's here…"

"…Jack Frost is here too!"

I closed my eyes tightly and gave an annoyed sigh. Just when would they stop believing those mythical people?

I looked at the Burgess statue. It has long since stood there, and it was covered now with white, fresh, powder. It was boring, but at least it was a fact. The Burgess statue shows Thaddeus Burgess' family and him. I looked on with interest at the statue. Since it was 'long since there', I guess nobody really reads or kind'a notices it… I think so…

The statue depicts Burgess' family, and in it were Thaddeus Burgess himself, his wife, and their children—a boy and a girl. On the metal plate, the description states,

"THADDEUS BURGESS"

This river town was established in 1798, named after Thaddeus Burgess who built the first log cabin here with his family before the winter of 1795.

I was about to finish reading, when a voice said,

"Got your eyes full?"

I looked up, only to realize it was a very, very, big mistake that I did. A huge mistake, indeed.

I wonder what's mistake about that… I don't write stories with a straight storyline. They… just… develop… Wrote this from 11:00 PM to 12:17AM. Weird me. :D