Personal Narrative: Where Are You From?

Where are you from?
I am from a town that had been frozen over from the rage and wrath of a sorcerer. We live on land completely surrounded by a wide river; which we needed in order to travel and fish. The green grass of summer withered and died to a dull brown color, before it was covered by a dusting of snow. It was fun at first, at least for the children in the town. We threw snowballs, played in the snow, and went sledding, in awe and thrilled at the early snow of this year. I asked my mother why it could possibly be a curse if it was so much fun. The other children and I couldn’t feel the coldness spreading, and couldn’t see the worried expressions on the adults’ faces. After the first few weeks, did we only realize how terrible this eternal winter would be. No one played any longer because it was so cold outside; a constant cycle of ice, wind, and snow. The rivers froze all around us, the fish and animals either migrated or died. Boats in the small port near the rivers froze and became stuck in the thick ice. Our livestock died off, leaving food shortages, and now, sickness and hunger is striking everyone in the town. Some have even died. … Including my father, which has made our lives very difficult and miserable.
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I have long, amber hair and a soft face, with brown eyes. I used to make my mother braid my hair in intricate ways, because I’m always told my hair is my best feature. After this winter however, I no longer care about my hair at all, keeping it bound in the warmest hat I own. My dress and coat I now always have on; even when I am sleeping sometimes. I am very small for my age, and often mistaken as younger. When I glance at myself in the mirror, I appear older now somehow; a harder expression to my face that I cannot explain. Mother said I lost my “baby fat” early, but I think it might be because I haven’t felt happy since the initial snowfall, and the reduction of food that we