A little girl wants to travel into the forbidden winter forest of her kingdom.
Mr. and Mrs. Peterson walked through the gigantic white doors with amazement. "You've certainly got a bit of a castle going here," Mrs. Peterson said. "Why yes, thank you," Martha's mother said. "Well, Mrs. France, we happened to see what beautiful winter woods you have behind the castle; too bad it's forbidden, oh, how much I would love to have a peek inside it." "Oh yes, me too," said Mr. Peterson. "Oh, well maybe just one little peek inside, okay?" Mrs. France said. And this is where our story began.
As they headed off into the forbidden forest, Martha decided to take a peek inside too. She made sure that her mom did not see her, or she would get in trouble. Real big trouble. She wandered forward. It was snowing! 'How could it be snowing? It's not winter. I just thought...it was the name.' thought Martha. She stepped into the snow and continued walking, faster and faster each time.