Jack loved bringing fun and snow to the kids around the world. Even though not many believed in him, he still love to play with them. Like starting snowball fights. That would always make him laugh. But today was different.
"Well what does that cloud look like?" A boy asked his friend laying beside him in the snow.
"Ummm, I think it looks like ball." The other boy said.
"How do you think they get there shapes? I mean look at that one there. Five minutes ago it looked like a bear, now it looks like a ship." The first boy said.
Jack listened to the two boys talk. Jack knew it got it's shape by the wind. The way the wind blew and stuff like that.
"My mom said that there was once a girl a long time ago that use to look up at the sky and watch the clouds as they roll passed. She would draw and paint the sky when ever she got the chance to. But one day she fell asleep watching them and a twister came. She was sucked up into it and after it was gone the cops sent out parties to look for her body. On the path and five to ten miles out of it but they never found it." The other boy said.
"Wow... I wonder it she was cute." the first boy said.
"Bro!" The other boy sat up and punched him the first one in the arm. "She died and no one found her body. What if that happened to you?" He looked back at the sky.
"Yea. Sorry." The first one said.
A girl that makes the clouds? Jack thought to himself. Not possible.
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Frozen by the Clouds (Jack Frost love story)
FanfictionEveryone knows that Jack Frost give us winter, snow, snow days, blizzards, and fun. But how did the clouds come and go? How did the clouds get there shape in the air? How did we get tornados and hurricanes? Hot and cold air mix, right? Well here's...
