Elsa decided to learn to knit. It had been two days of boredom in her room and she couldn't take it anymore. Her father had gotten her some new toys and things inside a box to do to keep up time, but there was always the possibility of her freezing all of them. Inside the box located a needle and some thread. Elsa ran to her closet and pulled out one of her white blouses and planned to knit an 'E' on it. She tried for hours, figuring out how knitting actually worked until she learned the basics of knitting. Slowly and surely, she stitched a cursive 'E' and couldn't wait to show her parents. She sat, admiring her precious work when a knock startled her. Scared and ashamed to face reality, Elsa slowly looked down and saw that the blouse had froze.
"Elsa, what are you doing? Do you want to play?" Anna called hopefully.
"No Anna, I'm busy," Elsa tried to let Anna off easily.
She heard the sound of shuffling feet slowly fade, and she knew Anna was gone. To attempt to replace her sadness, Elsa decided to go look out the huge triangular window. She sat on the window seat, and smiled slightly, looking outside. The thoughts of being out in the open made her happy. Icy patterns began to form on the window and Elsa quickly pulled away her hands, shocked. No matter what emotion she felt, ice still appeared.
A knock on the door grabbed her attention, and Elsa slowly walked by the fireplace. Her father walked in with a pair of white gloves in his hand.
"I have something for you," he said while putting the gloves on her hand, "The gloves will help."
He put his hand over hers, "See, conceal it."
He began the motto, that he had taught Elsa this morning.
"Don't feel it," Elsa whispered.
"Don't let it show," They harmonized.
Her father smiled, proud of his daughter for being so brave.
"I knitted an 'E' on my blouse today," Elsa said sadly.
"Why so blue, Elsa? That's lovely, can I see it?"
Elsa looked at the ground, disappointed in herself, and noticed ice forming at her feet.
"I froze it, on accident."
Her father looked at Elsa's feet, and noticed ice beginning to form around her and frowned.
"Relax dear, you just need to keep training yourself," He stated and smiled.
Once her father had left, Elsa decided to practice training her powers. She knew she could create ice with her feet, and her hands, but what about her mouth? Elsa decided to practice on the window because it was already covered in ice. She blew lightly and nothing happened.
Concentrate, she thought to herself, it's my powers; I should be able to control and do what I want with it.
Elsa then blew forcefully at the window, and knew something was different. She felt power in her blow. She looked hopefully at the window, and on it was heavy frost. Elsa then grew terrified, she realized that she could freeze someone and decided it would be best not to train herself to use magic with her mouth. She wondered how else she could control her powers, and decided to focus on controlling the power in her hands. Elsa could feel her hands tingling; she knew it was her strongest point of power other than her foot. She slowly thought of happy things, and concentrated on forming a snowball. She could feel her powers slowly building up, and the ice course through her veins. She focused as hard as an eight-year-old mind could, and opened her eyes. Her bed had become an ice block.
Elsa groaned at the sight of her bed, feeling disappointed in herself. What if she could never control her powers? She needed to learn, and her mind led her to a vision of herself hitting Anna in the head with her magic. She shuddered, blocking the thought. She needed to control her powers, and if it meant being locked away in her room and not being able to see her sister ever again, she'd still do it. All Elsa wanted was to never harm someone again, especially her family.
Sorry this chapter is kind of short, but please review!