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Three weeks had passed since the crash and you were finally able to leave the hospital. Your Mom came and got you and now you were sitting in her car on your way home. It felt like forever since you've seen your home town. A note was folded neatly in your pocket. The name signed at the bottom sounded familiar but distant, like he was someone you noticed for a moment and then forgot. He seemed to love you a lot and you wanted to meet him, but was confused when he said that you couldn't see him. "Did I fall in love with a ghost?" you thought. "Jack Frost." You muttered, it was a nice name, although who has the last name, Frost? It was a simple yet magical name.

"Did you say something, sweetie?" your mom asked. "Who's Jack Frost?" you said. She paused for a moment, thinking of the strange question. "Jack Frost is a mythical being who is in charge of bringing snow to different places in the world. I thought you already knew who he was." mom answered. "I thought so too, I must have forgotten... it just crossed my mind." you said, trying not to make the question too strange. Your mom was worried sick about you in the hospital, but never had enough time to stay very long with you. "Some people think that if you believe in Jack so deeply, you can see him. I just think that's a myth. Who can see a being that's not there, it's just the weather." your mom added. "That explains a lot." you thought, "Maybe if I learn more about Jack, or really have faith that he is real, I might be able to meet him and remember my past."

It was strange, but your whole vacation was a blur. You couldn't remember anything in specific that happened, not even Christmas stood out. "It must be the crash." you thought. "I better put off anything with Mark until I find out what happened... if I really was in love with someone else." All of this was so strange, and why could you remember everything else about your life except for the period during Christmas? You didn't know but were determined to find out.

An hour passed and you finally pulled up in your driveway. It felt like eternity since you had been home. Your mom quickly got out of the car and helped you to the door. Your right ankle still hurt to walk on for very long, and your mom wasn't someone who liked to take any risks. As you opened the door the familiar smell of the house swept over you. Mom always liked to buy apple cinnamon air freshener, and you thought the smell made your house unique. "I bought the things you lost in the crash, they're all up in your room. You should keep your feet up in your bed. Maybe you can set up your new computer." you mom said, shutting the door behind you. "I have to grab some dinner for everyone and run by my office. I had to take some time off to get you." You nodded your head before mom left.

You had forgotten how different your house was from the cozy home of your grandparents. The big white living room and connecting kitchen was so much larger. A large white sofa sat in front of a huge plasma tv, and in the back was the marble bar of your kitchen. Small trees where placed in dark square wood vases around the room.

Turning left of the grand living room, you walked up the stair case. Your shoulder hurt a little bit every step you took upward. Opening your room, you saw everything that must have been lost in the crash. Picking up your laptop, you sat down on your bed and started to set up and scroll through everything you had missed. You knew that you were spoiled and that's one reason you were made fun of at school. No matter how much you asked to be treated like a normal kid, you still got expensive things from your parents.

One of the things that you did like about being rich was all the cool things you could buy to decorate your room. There were various posters of all your favorite shows and movies. Pictures that you had taken were framed and others were tapped to the wall. The color of your room was a soft purple to make it fell like it was a happy and cozy room. The back drop of your bed was a sheer white cloth with Christmas lights lighting it up from behind. It was by far one of your most favorite things in the room. Your queen sized bed was left of your window, which wasn't a bay window but still had a large window seat. The dresser was on the other side of your room and desk was on the other side of the window. A tv was placed to the left of the door so you could watch from your bed. Games were all kept neatly underneath in a bookshelf. You sighed as you scrolled through your facebook seeing everything you'd missed.

Jack had followed you home hopping to see if he could do anything else to help make you remember. He found the window to your room and sat on the ledge of the roof not knowing how to make you notice him. Leading against the roof he placed a hand in his pocket making more frost appear to the dark blue fabric. "That's it!" he thought excitedly. He placed a hand on the glass and it instantly froze up with elegant frost designs. You must have heard the crack of the ice when Jack saw your head turn toward the frozen pane. You stood up and walked over to the window. "Jack?" you said shocked. He perked up and wrote, "Jack Frost, as your service." You smiled, your white teeth showing. Opening the window you looked for Jack but saw nothing. "Jack are you there?" you said confused. Jack blew a snowflake onto your nose which instantly made you smile. You closed your eyes and quietly said. "I believe in Jack Frost." When you opened your eyes a white haired boy appeared on the ledge of your window. He leaned forward, noses touching. "Can you see me?" he asked jokingly.

You stumbled back a few steps a little surprise to see the Jack Frost. He smiled a genuine smile, as if he had found something he lost. "My name is (y,n)" you said looking into his icy clue eyes. He took your hand making your cheeks turn a little pink. "I know, I met you not to long ago." Jack said. "How do I know you?" you asked. "I can tell you, but it's gonna be a long story." You offered him to come inside and he accepted.

After an hour or so and some pizza, Jack had told you almost everything of the time he spent with you. "So," you said, "I'm in love with you?" Jack nodded and held your hands. "You're not making this up because you have a secret crush on me, are you." Jack raised an eyebrow, "No, why would I do that?" You shrugged your shoulders, "I dunno," you're a stranger to me after all." Jack turned down the corner of his mouth. "I missed you." He said quietly. You lifted his chin to meet your face. "If what you said is true, I will do my best to remember." You noticed a tear running down Jack's pale cheek and brushed it away with your thumb. "I love you so much... my little snowflake." Jack said hugging you tightly. You hugged him back quietly when you felt your shoulder becoming wet with tears. "Whatever happened must've been really hard on him." you thought. Several minutes passed before Jack lifted his tired head from crying. His eyes were a little pink from crying and his head hung low. You rubbed your tired eyes before calling out to the half asleep Jack. You moved closer to see it he was awake. You lifted his head up to see his eyes still closed, "Jack?" you said quietly. He slipped forward kissing your lips in his sleep. Your cheeks flushed red with surprise. You didn't move away instantly... it felt right somehow. You broke the awkward kiss and did your best to carry Jack to your window seat. Making sure he looked comfortable with pillows and blankets you had given him, you hurried and got ready for bed.

After turning out the lights , you looked at the winter spirit sleeping quietly. You smiled, it was nice to have someone care for you so deeply. Crawling into bed you vowed to do your best to remember Jack... you one true love.