Chapter 1: The Winter Spirit

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Jessica's POV
The wind takes me to Swinterland. I love Swinterland, it is one of my favorite places! I am holding my magic stick in my hand, and I use it to put frost all over the place. My long white hair blowing in the wind. I look down at the children. I love the children! There always so happy when snow comes to town! I make sure to give some extra to them. I fly across the rooftops and touch the roof with my stick. Frost spreads all over the roof. I jump to the next roof, touching it with my stick, making more frost. I slide off one of the roofs and look at a child. She seemed so determined to do something. I stand right in front of her. She has lots of freckles on her face, and long brown hair. She's so adorable! I touch her nose. She shivers and says "My nose! It's cold!" I started to feel sad. I wish the children believed in me... I would love for them to see me. It would be so much fun playing with them!

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