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Your eyes fly open from what must have been a fit of slumber. Had you just been sleeping? You survey your surroundings and realize that you are still in your room on your bed. Did you just have a horrible dream? A dream that your mother came to tell you that your best friend Jack had died ... You consider the possibility but then realize how badly your eyes and head hurt. But it is not like the throbbing hurt of a headache ... no ... you quickly recognize the discomfort as something that occurs after you cry. You had been crying ... very hard. Realization and reality kick in, drowning you in a feeling of hopelessness. Jack really is dead. Te

~New Year: Jack Frost~ It was that time of the year again—it was time for him to spread winter cheer; even if it is the 10th of February. After spreading snow in a city known as ‘Los Angeles’, Jack noticed something was different about this town. Everything was decorated in lights and charms, large crowds of people of Asian heritage were gathered, and performances were played on stage. What exactly is going on? “Jack!” Turning around, Jack saw what he thinks is Wander, dressed in a red Chinese styled dress and her uneven short maroon locks were tied into pigtails. “Wander?” Wander rushed over to the yo