The Forgotten (Disney)

Siblings of the Forgotten

13 years later

Anna's pov

I missed Elsa. I mean, yeah, she was sent away and could've been dangerous, but, gosh, why so early? I was like, what, three when she left our kingdom? I hated being an only child because they expect the best out of you at all times. And constantly, I get so bored I feel like my head is going to explode. Powers would be fun. I bet Elsa is at the island right now, basking in the sun and frosting little drinks for herself, making pretty swirls of snow in the air. I'm bored constantly, and my parents think nothing of me. Yay, fun. To make it worse, it seems as if the whole kingdom has forgotten about Elsa. Even our parents. I'm sick of it.

I decided to take a walk since I was so bored I was actually irritated. As I walked, I came upon the barrier that holds all the children with powers. Okay, maybe I walked a little extra to see it. Okay, super extra. The barrier was really far from Arendelle because they were sure these kids were dangerous.
As I saw the teens who walked around, I noticed they seemed sad and depressed. I didn't expect this, because they were on an island with powers and tons of people their age. It didn't get better than that, so why were they all so depressed?
Then again; being trapped and considered a monster is a pretty horrible concept.
I saw a girl banging on the barrier on the far right, deep into the island. Tears streamed down her face, her caramel brown hair matted and ratty. She had deep bags and red eyes, and I could see these features even if I was miles away from her.
It's been a long, long time since I visited the island—like, years and years—and I felt guilt plunge in my stomach.
The last time I was here, all the kids were so clueless and happy they were at an island and testing out their powers, glad they could do whatever they want, thinking they had freedom. Now, they've realized, they have the exact opposite of freedom. They used to have so many visitors, and now I was the only one who travelled this far to see them, and none of them even noticed me or cared.
It's not like I was really visiting, anyway. I couldn't go in there and they couldn't come out here. All I could do was see them and all they could do was see me, but none of them even chose that option. They didn't care.
I have to admit, I didn't expect them to be like this. But now that I thought about it, it all made sense. Of course they were depressed. They were lonely, separated from their families, considered monsters, forgotten, and caged with no freedom or respect whatsoever.
I felt really, really bad. I wondered where Elsa was or what she was doing. I could only really see the sides of the island, not so much deep into the island.
The island was pretty big and absolutely gorgeous, but I could tell people were fed up and wanting to leave. They weren't children anymore. They should be allowed to leave, since adults with powers were allowed to stay in their kingdoms because they could handle them. Some kingly people had a debate on whether they should let the people out of the island a year or two ago, but they decided not to because all the people there must be filled with horrid emotions and probably want revenge for being caged. And so, they were kept in the island for everyone's safety.
But they didn't seem harmful. I didn't feel at all threatened or scared. They just looked bored, and the only thing that scared me was how depressed and bored everyone was, and how it looked like the color was just sucked out of everyone.
I shivered and checked my watch.
I should get back to the castle for supper, or they will be worrying.
I grabbed my sack of things and hurried back home, hoping to visit again and see Elsa.
I haven't seen Elsa in a long time, thirteen years, but one thing's for sure:
Elsa doesn't deserve this.