After Anna went to bed, she saw a snowman. It was sitting on her dresser staring at her through two black holes where its eyes had been. She shrieked, and her mother and father came running.
"There's a snowman on my dresser," she said, trembling. "It's staring at me."
When they turned on a lantern, it was gone. "You were having a bad dream," her father said. "Now go to sleep."
But after they left, there it was again, sitting on her dresser staring at her. She pulled the blanket over her head and fell asleep.
The next night the snowman was back. It was up on the ceiling staring down at her. When Anna saw it, she screamed. Again her mother and father came running.
"It's up on the ceiling," she said.
When they turned on the lantern, nothing was there. "Your brain's a bit betwixt. Get the imagination out of the way and the whole thing will be fixed," her mother said, and kissed her on the nose.
But after they left, there it was again, staring down at her from the ceiling. She put her head under the pillow and fell asleep.
The next night the snowman was back. It was sitting on her bed staring at her. Anna called to her parents, and they came running.
"It's on my bed," she said. "It's looking and looking at me."
When they turned on the light, nothing was there.
"This has gotten out of hand," her father said. He kissed her on the nose and tucked her in. "Now go to sleep."
But after they left, there it was again, sitting on her bed staring at her.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Anna asked. "Why don't you leave me alone?"
The snowman spread its arms wide. Then it wrapped its arms around itself and went:
"H-U-G-G-G-G-G-G-G!"
(To make this sound, wrap your arms around yourself or something close by and squeeze gently. It is called giving someone "a hug".)