Jack Frost. They all say he doesn't exist but I have always believed he did. He is funny and so kind. I have a slight crush on him even though I haven't seen him.

Suddenly my baby sister yells,"Roxie! Let's go pway!" I run out to her in my snow stuff. "Alright" I say. We go to the park.

After a while of us just playing I notice someone my age watching us. He is wearing a blue jacket and has a staff. He has white hair. I gasp. "Jack Frost" I murmur.

He looks over at me and his eyes widen when he sees that I am watching him. He floats over. "You can see me?" he is surprised. I nod.

He jumps and hugs me. My eyes widen. "What?" he steps back, blushing. "You're the first teenager I have found that believes in me" he explains.

I pout. "That's too bad. I always thought that more people should believe in you." I skip over to my baby sis. I tell her,"We need to go home love."

She nods and says goodbye. I wave to Jack Frost and we head home. When we get home I take off my stuff.

Suddenly I hear my sister yell and cry. I run to her and see a man with a gun pointed at her. I run forward and push my sister just as the man shot. I fall to the ground after being shot in the heart. Dead