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My father was an abusive man, and after 18 years of it, I decided to run away. I planned it for months, and on the day that I ran, a giant Snow storm hit us. My jet black hair had turned white as the snow hit me with it's ice cold bitterness. This was where I was going to die, out in the middle of storm in the middle of no where. I was so cold that death sounded good to me. Until I fell right into his house. He stared down at me as I laid on his floor. Hie blues eyes questioning me in silence. And when he spoke, it was like angels sung. His hair was whiter then snow, but it was still beautiful at a time like this. Jack Frost was my savior, and for that I owed my life to him. Even if it means hiding my feelings, so it doesn't interfere with our work. NOTE: THIS IS NOT A FAN FICTION OF RISE OF THE GUARDIANS (even though it's a really good movie), NOR OF FROZEN (again, a good movie). YES, THERE ARE SOME OF THE CHARACTERS OF RISE OF THE GUARDIANS, BUT IN NO MEANS AM I CREATING A FAN FICTION OR TAKING THINGS FROM THE MOVIE. That's all, thanks. Enjoy :) <3
Chapter One; Blizzard
