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''This is my own version of Frozen. Some events in the original storyline aren't in this Creepypasta. For example, the parents never died on the ship in this version. Frozen is owned by The Walt Disney Company.''



I remember those days well. The cold and icy winter nights. Those sharp edges of a frigid icicle. I closed my eyes and dreamed of what I had before. Now everything was just plunging into a complete soap opera. The world around me was frosting into a desolated and lonely environment. When my mind seeks for the bright and vivid future, I just shatter knowing that I'm trapped. I see those wintry powers of sorcery. As I look up, I watch her standing there. A mostly bitter and unsympathetic human being.

Arendelle was dumped in freezing flakes of snow with the most intense temperatures of coldness. The queen broke the sunlit and warm season named summer. A spell was cast on it, turning July into a depressed snowbound kingdom. Sometimes I wonder if this was all my fault. Our childhood wasn't great. In fact, it was a nightmare. Did I mention that I was royalty? Well, I'm Princess Anna. My parents were the king and queen (now deceased), while my sibling now has taken over as the monarch. My parents would always argue, resulting in abuse when my father hurt my mother. Elsa, my sister, is who is I refer to as the cold person.

She'd watch the fights my parents had. I'd normally hide somewhere and was afraid to watch. My father encouraged Elsa to join in. Mother's elegant and dazzling queen dress was soaked in a rich blood. Her crown smashed into pieces. Horrors were premiering right in front of my pupils. I feared my sister ever since. I observed my mother's hand falling to the side. Soon locked in my bedroom, I wrote in my diary in a red colored pen. Gasping, I realized it resembled blood. I gulped and continued writing. As I stopped, I gazed at the last sentence I put in: mother was murdered.

Elsa has the most strange powers. They were uncontrollable. I was never allowed in her room. I glimpsed at it once when she opened the door to go in. It was frozen. I feel like something happened between us that I don't remember of. I once woke up in my father's arms with trolls looking at us, talking about something to do with magic and sorcery. I believe an event occurred, but I don't know what. A few years later as we grew into our teenager years, my sister had the most sinister personality and wicked ways. Later on in my life, my father died in mysterious circumstances. His body was found in his bedroom. Standing outside as people collected the corpse, I saw blood in the bag he was in. I think he was murdered.

The coronation arrived. My sibling was crowned queen. We didn't speak to each other ''at all. ''However, at the party afterwards, she and I had a small conversation. Laughing, both of us smiled at each other. It quickly faded away as she was asked for a dance. As hours went by, I noticed she walked out of the party and went into her bedroom. As I followed her, I watched as she moaned and inserted a knife inside her. It was extremely odd and horrifying. Taking it out, blood was dripping onto the floor as she wiped it all over her face.

I felt sick and ran to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, I shook my head trying to wipe out what I witnessed. An object caught my eye. Looking over, it wasn't an object. Standing up and nearing towards it, my face dropped. Expressions couldn't express. I just froze, standing there. What I saw was a decapitated frozen head.

Screaming, I ran out and went to the ballroom. No one was t



here. A creepy 1950s' song was on. It was slow. I listened to the words:

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips like roses and clover Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over

The lights turned off. Music was still playing. I panicked and shouted for Elsa's name. I ran towards the door to see if it was open.

''Locked. '' Tears appeared as my nightmare was coming true. It was a familiar horror scene I've already seen. ''My mother's murder. ''Footsteps were heard. I hid under the table as the white linen covered my figure. Suddenly, I could hear a long scratching noise. I was absolutely terrified. I was shaking. The door creaked open and then shut. I thought that who ever was there is now gone. Peaking out of the table, I saw that the wall was scratched and something was written on it. Turning on the lights brightly, I read the three blood-soaked words: ''let it go. ''

The door was unlocked, so I dashed out. I gasped. Everything was covered in red snow. An icicle dripping with blood was moving in the air. Coming towards me, it pierced through my wrist with the sharp edges, leaving me with a horrible cut. My

world around me was crumbling down. Running back into the castle, I rushed towards Elsa's bedroom to see if she was there. Pushing the door open, I looked left to right. She wasn't there. I peaked over to see a music box playing. It was mine. My childhood song was playing. ''Do you wanna build a snowman? ''It was my present for my fifth birthday. It had Elsa and I on top of the box with a snowman. I picked it up and smiled. However, the song came to a sudden stop as it croaked in tone. The music stopped. I think the box broke. Turning around, I drop the box. The figures of the snowman, Elsa and I smashed. I see something again, standing there. It was alive. My lips were becoming dry as I became still. A snowman was standing there. Eyes of blood, pointed teeth, one eye, holding a sledgehammer, and an open stomach where I could see inside his body. It spoke: "Hi. I'm Olaf!". I screeched before the sledgehammer fell towards me.

Waking up, my head absolutely ached. I was blind in one eye. My neck couldn't move. Looking around, my left eye peaked down to see that I was tied

to a chair in a dark and overcast room with only one candle lit. Something came out of the shadows. It was the snowman named Olaf. The lights turned on unveiling that I was in a gigantic palace made of ice. Elsa stood there in the dusk night, completely still. "Welcome," she greeted with an uncomfortable villainous smile. "What am I doing here?" I asked.

"This world is crowded with despicable and violent humans. They're pathetic and make our universe rotten. The most disgusting creatures to ever walk this planet. I'd like to wipe out every single one for my entertainment and enjoyment," Elsa explained. I was shocked. "Why? What's the reason? Why are you like this?" I qu

estioned. "As I said, it's for my entertainment and enjoyment. Our father is my inspiration. A perfect example of a good being. I put Arendelle in a gloomy state to set as an example. I want there to be a beautiful world, and so I shall do so by completing my goal."



Gulping, I saw corpses lying on the ground with daggers and sledgehammers inside them. One was decapitated, one was hung, one was cut apart, etc. Organs were shown as intestines were lying around. I suddenly puked in disgust. "See these bodies? I blasted them with my sorcery and cut them up to set as an example," Elsa added. "You're a monster!" I yelled. Walking towards me, she grabbed me by the throat and started to freeze me by holding my neck. I gasped for air but couldn't take it. Already struck from the sledgehammer before, my body shut down. I slowly frozed and died away. Picking up the chainsaw, she aimed it at my belly and turned it on. I woke up and screamed. I was telling you about my nightmare of course. However, it was this nightmare that completely made me depressed. I looked over as my sister Elsa controlled every single step of me and created my nightmares.  