It's the 27th of december. As you went down the street to pick up your younger brother, you almost slipped over the frozen ground. In the last moment, you felt like something helped you to stand on solid ground again.
At the school, you were waiting almost 15min qivering and freezing for your brother. Finally he came round the corner and hugged you with a huge smile on his face.
„Why are you grinning like that?" you wondered.
„We had quite some fun!! Almost all children in the park gathered and played with Jack. My group won the snowballfight and we built a huuuge snowman!!"
You turned around and set off to your house. Your brother was gesturing with his arms and legs wildly, as he was talking about his day.
„Wait! You're talking so fast! But who ist Jack?"
„Nooo! Jack Frost is that guy who can endure the lowest temperatures. Can fly trhough the air just because he wants to without wings and he can control the snow. He's like a ninja!"
„You were watching too much tv. Maybe you got a fever…" As he said the guys full name, something came to your mind. Your best friend was talking about a movie which came out just a few days ago. A movie from Dreamworks, which handles about some guardians over little children. Toothfairy and that stuff.
Your brother protested loud. You got tired of his yelling and just ignored him for the rest of your way.

Later this evening, while you were sitting in your room and reading a thick book, your brother rushed in again. He ran in circles and screamed like he was biten by a snake. You looked at him, as if he was some sicko who escaped and went on a rampage. You threw a cushion at him. Headshot! Your brother began to cry and left your room.
Now you lost your interest in your book and opened the window, to let in some fresh air.
Who the hell is Jack Frost? Your brother was talking about him the whole time. While eating, doing dishes, watching tv and even in the bathroom, where you actually tried to brush your teeth. You took your iPhone from your bed and searched „Jack Frost" in Google. So what the hell?! Over 23'600'00 results?! How famous is that movie actually?? You saw endless many pictures and fanarts of that white haired guy. You've seen many movies from dreamworks. But you can't remember, that a character has been that popular. Actually you wanted to see that movie. But homework and studying just took too much time. Too bad. Jack Frost is more than a myth. That slogan stands over the lightly dressed boy with ice blue eyes. Time just didn't want to go by, so you decided to find out more about him. Short plots you found on the internet told you, what the movie is about. Santa and Sandmann? You've believed in them. But that was long ago. Why would Dreamworks illustrate Father Frost, a man who was called grandfather and old in his stories, as a young handsome guy? A grin snucked onto your face. If that Jack would look like this in real life…why not believe in him? You closed your window. In a split second, you thought something big flew over the trees in your backyard.

The next day your mother was fighting with you, because she told you to pick up your brother again. He didn't want to stay at hom with that much snow outside. Someday he will suddenly transform into snow and fly away you thought. The park was not that great. It got one huge patchof grass, which was covered completely in snow. It sparkled because of the sun and dazzled you a bit. You've seen your brother running around in circles again like a psycho. You moved a little bit forward so he could hear you calling him. You opened your mouth wide and the name of your brother already lied on your tongue, as all of a sudden, a huge, hard snowball hit you right in your stomach. You gasped and looked angrily around you to see who shot. No one was aiming at you it seemed. Your brother came to you.
„Heei! Are you here to play with us and Jack? Come on it's so funny!!"
„I can't see Jack." You said abrupt. You hoped he would stop with talking all the time about him.
„Aww……why not? He's right there! Look!"
You looked into the direction your brother was pointing at. Your eyes opened wide. You saw a little boy flying trough the air like superman! What the f…?! Instead of flying on the same height, he suddenly flew higher, in loopings and made nosedives. Oh my god, hopefully nothing's going to happen to him!
„See? Jack made me fly too! You should try too! I'll tell him! JACK!"
Does your brother really think, that Jack Frost would come and pull her into the air???
Your brother told into the nothingness, that he should fly with you too.
„Dear brother you really think tha…" you couldn't finish your sentence. You felt yourself pulled into the air. Not rude or unpleasent. You felt, how the air under you pushed you up. And yes…someone held your hand! Someone held your bare hand. It was a cold feeling but you felt secure. Your brother shouted out looud and asked you how it felt. You didn't know. It was…COOL! So, if that really happens, if you're not dreaming, yes, you were sure about that. Jack Frost exists! Right after you finished that thought, you realized, that a hand slowly appeared. As if the snow would form itself into a living person. There was the blue pullover, the brown trousers. The guy turned his head around. As he saw your surprised face he begun to laugh.
„So…you can see me now?"
„Y-yes…it seems so…"