I woke up and smiled to myself. It had been a long time since I had dreamt that dream. When I was younger, I would usually dream that I met Jack Frost. I know, it was childish, but I was a child back then. Now, as a woman turning 20, I no longer believe in Santa Clause and all those ridiculous myths.
I got up and got ready for work. I was taking a sabbatical from school. I was working part time at a kind of magazine for people with love troubles. People who were somehow struggling with love would send a letter, and it was our job to help by answering questions and giving advice. I mostly got coffee for the writers, but sometimes they also asked for input from me.
It was a pretty dull day at work, not many people had written to us. I was reading one of the letters that had caught my eye. It was a young man who had written a very unusual letter.

"Dear Amoras
I am a young man of 25 years. I still believe in Santa Clause, and I want my girlfriend to know, but I am afraid she might break up with me when she finds out. I have always believed in Santa Clause, as I met him when I was younger, but I am not sure how my girlfriend will react when I tell her, I just don't want to keep it a secret any longer. I love her with all my heart, and I wish to marry her, so I don't want any secrets between us. Please help me. How do I tell her, and what should I do if she doesn't like me afterwards?
Sincerely,
Santa's biggest fan. "

At first I didn't know what to say. A man of 25 still believing in Santa? Well, I guess everyone has their own thing I thought.
Then I opened a word document and began writing a reply.
"Dear Santa's biggest fan,
I believe that, if it means a lot to you, you should tell your girlfriend. You cannot know how she will react until after you have told her. Do not be afraid, if she truly loves you, as much as you love her, it will not matter, whether she believes or not. You could try to take up the subject and then ease the news to her afterwards. I am sure she will still love you just the same, just be strong.
With love,
Your Amora "

I showed it to my boss, who approved almost instantly, and then I sent back the reply.
Afterwards nothing really happened at work, and soon my workday was over. I went home and prepared my apartment, for when my parents would come over for my birthday.
I cleaned and made dinner, for when they would arrive.

After a few hours my parents came. As a birthday present, they gave me a photo album. It was filled with memories of my past. I had a great time with my parents, and after they left I sat looking in the photo album again.
Then something unexpected caught my eye. In the back of one of the pictures was a snowman, it wasn't just any snowman. It was the one that I had made with Jack in my dream, but how could it be in the photo if it had just been a dream?
I began thinking back. Could it be? It couldn't, right?

My mind was a wreck. Why did it always snow on my birthday? Was it just a coincidence, or was it because of some mythical being? Then I remembered something that I had long forgotten. Something I thought just belonged to a dream. Jack Frost. I used to go out and yell his name. On my sixth birthday, I had done so as well. I had played outside for several hours and when my mother found out, she had scolded me for almost as long time. The next few days I had been bed ridden, as I had not worn enough clothes when I had been out.
I raised from the couch and wandered back and forth in my living room for about half an hour. Should I try?
I grabbed my coat and my warm boots. I stood by the door. For some reason my heart was pounding in my chest. I grabbed the door handle, my hand was shaking lightly as I opened the door. I stood in my yard when I saw it. The first snow.
It was now or never, I decided. At first it was just like a whisper, it was as if I was unable to produce a sound.
"Jack? "Nothing happened. I closed my eyes and thought I have to believe to see. I believe in Jack Frost.
"Jack? "I called a little louder. I opened my eyes, and almost screamed at the sight that met me.
A boy around my own age was grinning at me. He had beautiful blue eyes that shone in the light of the moon, his white hair reflected the light and made it seem almost like a halo around his head. He was taller quite a bit taller than me and though he was built quite thinly, he still looked lean.
He was the most beautiful person I had ever seen.
"Jack Frost? "I asked. He nodded and grinned his famous grin, and showed a row of pearly white teeth. "Hi Mina, long time no see " he said.
For some reason, that I am still questioning to this day, I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him in for an enormous hug. "Jack " I just silently whispered while tears fell down my cheeks.
He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. However, when he heard me sob, he pulled me out to an arms length. "Mina, what's wrong? I thought you were happy. Do you not like your birthday gift? "He asked with a worried expression. I shook my head. "I love it. This is one of the most wonderful moments of my life. I just don't know how in the world I could've ever forgotten about you. I'm so sorry I forgot. "I sobbed. He put a hand on my cheek and smiled at me "It doesn't matter, anymore. The important thing is that you remember me now, isn't it? Though I didn't expect you to. Not many adults can see us. "
I looked up at him. " Us? You mean to say that everyone else, are also real? " He nodded with a big smile and gestured me to turn around.