Fantasy Drabble #51 “A Jolly Happy Soul”

That morning, the morning after the blizzard, it was just there. There was two feet of snow, drifts of three, and not even the neighborhood kids had been outside yet. I wondered who would build such a thing in someone else’s yard, at night.

I left it alone. I didn’t want to give anyone the satisfaction.

Three weeks later all the snow is gone from the ground but Frosty’s still standing there. People keep asking me what I did to it. Like, shellacked it or whatever? I didn’t do anything to it.

It’s starting to freak me the fuck out.

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