Iced Princess

Hello,
My name is Elisha. I want to start writing my stories online. I would really appreciate it if you would comment, so I can improve on my writing. I will be posting something of my first story every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. I hope you enjoy. :)

Iced Princess

Prologue
Year: 1984  9:49 p.m

He watched her from afar, admiring her graceful movements. She reminded him of a swan, so  peaceful. Finally, he turned away in disgust. She would be perfect as his first victim.
The girl was a brunette...and cheerful...friendly to everyone, but he knew that she would not be friendly to him.
Life and age had not been good to him. He was ugly. There was no other way to put it, and not even surgery could help him now, because there was just too many risks.
He walked towards the ice skating girl. He had his hat low, so no one could see his face, but he could definitely see hers. She turned curious eyes towards him. Blue, he noted, just like his mother's.
He was close to the girl now. She a step back warily. "Dance with me, princess." he whispered.
"What?" the girl was shocked by his behavior and moved further away from him.
This upset him, and he quickly took offense from her quick retreat. He roughly grabbed her and held her close, despite how much she struggled. He danced the best he could with her on the ice.
Finally, he had had enough of her resistance. He threw her down on the ice, only hard enough to stun her. The ice slowly started cracking, and he didn't waste any time reaching the solid ground. The girl, however was doomed. He lifted his hat, so he could watch the show better. The last thing the girl saw before she fell into the water of a thousand needles was his gruesome face...