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Frozen

Do You Want To Build A Snowman?

*(Young) Anna's POV*
I walked over to Elsa's closed door, knocking once, then three times.

Anna:
Elsa?
(Knocking: Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock)
Do you wanna build a snowman?
Come on let's go and play
I never see you anymore
Come out the door
It's like you've gone away-
We used to be best buddies
And now we're not
I wish you would tell me why!-
Do you wanna build a snowman?
It doesn't have to be a snowman.

Elsa:
Go away, Anna

Anna:
Okay, bye...

(Knocking)

Do you wanna build a snowman? Or ride our bikes around the halls
I think some company is overdue
I've started talking to
the pictures on the walls-
(Hang in there, John!)
It gets a little lonely
All these empty rooms,
Just watching the hours tick by-
Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock

*Anna’s POV*
I walked down the hall, passing Elsa’s door. I stopped, about to knock, but decided against it. I walked to Mother and Father, hugging them both.
“Have a safe trip.” I said, clutching them both They smiled, walking away.


*Elsa’s POV*
I walked down the hall, my thick rubber boots protecting my secret locked within. I kept my head held high, not wanting them to see my pain of my parents leaving for sea. I stood at the bottom of the grand staircase, eyes downcast. I watched my parents walk down the steps, hand in
hand. I curtsied when they reached the bottom step, hiding my sorrowed face from them.

"Elsa." Father asked. I looked at them, my tears falling on my golden hair.

"Do you really have to go?" I asked.

"You'll be fine, Elsa." Father replied. I nodded, then wrapped my covered arms around them.


(After Parents Ship Sinks)

*Anna's POV*

I stood between my parents grave. Tears streaming down my face. The preacher said a quick
message. And the annual ceremony took place. But, I was frozen. My heart pounded in my ear.

And anger boiled inside of me.

"Where is your sister?" A man asked. I stood there. Not able to answer.

Its so like you, Elsa. To not come out. Even for our parents funeral.


(Knocking)

Elsa?

Please, I know you're in there,

People are asking where you've been

They say "have courage", and I'm trying to

I'm right out here for you, just let me in

We only have each other

It's just you and me

What are we gonna do?

Do you wanna build a Snowman?

I leaned against the door, tears streaming down my face.

Notes

Comments

Aw! Poor Harry!

@Soccer_chick7
@ShyGirlMeetsStarstruckBoy

Yay!!!!! Flute buddies!!!!! Not a lot if people I know play flute, they all think its a stupid instrament that you can't really do anything with. But what I tell them is what my band teacher told me when I told him what one of my friend (I hate her guts now) said "You can do almost anything with a flute, classical, beat-boxing (which is really, really fun to do, if you have a chance to learn....do it!), and so much more." And about the "I suck at playing to," join me in!!!!!!

MOAR!!!!!

Oh well I like it but your just retelling frozen