It was cold gloomy night when a little boy called Tom was making a snowman. It had a cool wooly hat, a big smile and a crooked carrot nose. Underneath the moon Tom was jumping happily in the snow because his snowman was finished.

Suddenly, the snowman came alive and waved a twiggly hand at Tom. Then the snowman looked at himself his hands made shadow puppets. He turned them into a bird and it flew away into the desert.    

The snowman made umbrellas with his hands and people fell in love. The snowman started melting then Tom put him in the freezer with a teddy bear to keep him company.

This continued for years with Tom watching the Snowman’s stories. As he got older Tom did not stay as long as he used to. In the garage time past, cars changed and boxes piled up.

Tom worked in his cold dark office on the winter nights until one day his coffee spilt. It caused a shadow of his snow globe on the office wall. Tom thought for a minute and remembered the snowman trapped lonely in the garage. He grabbed his keys and headed home in a rush.

Hiding behind the icicles in the freezer at the back of the garage was a frost bitten carrot nose. He was still there. Tom and the snowman Tom and the snowman continued to enjoy stories together. They continued even once Tom had a son of his own.