My Opinion of Frosty the Snowman

Chapter 4

I found Frosty finally, but he was laying half-dead, in the middle of the street across from his house. That sentence came back to me in my head, giving me shivers. Will this be just like the movies? When he comes back to life? I believe in magic because of Frosty coming into my life, but not resurrection. He wouldn't be able to come back from the dead, his spirit will just be in my heart. But I am digging my legs into the icey, freezing snow, begging Frosty to come back. Nothing happens except him melting in the night, without a breath in him. "Please come back, Frosty! You're my only friend I have, but your my only best friend I've ever had! I want you here, with me. Please come back and make me happy again!" Now I'm sobbing into his wet coat of snow, him not hugging me back. Oh, I wish he was! I wasn't getting what I wanted now. First, I didn't choose for Frosty to magically swirl into my world, and now I fell in love with him and he's dead and he can't come back. But that makes me think, maybe my journey of fun, interesting things with my only best friend, I can live without. His magic soul made me believe in the Christmas spirit more, so maybe I can now make my own choices since now I'm a better person. Yeah, that could work, I can now survive without a snowman in my life. I'm stronger now, and I can be the best I could be, and Frosty helped me believe that, too. He made me believe in myself! I thought all of this, and wrote it in my mini notebook full of my thoughts so this one thought could sink into my brain more, with the other 100 thoughts that I already memorized down.