Hooray! Another fanfic! lol! In this fanfic, Chihiro is 16 years old and she has no... that's right... NO memory of working in the bath house or Haku or any of that stuff. PLEASE, PLEASE R&R!! Thank you and I hope you enjoy it!
Dear Mom and Dad,
I am sorry to say, but I'm leaving. I can't stand the fighting anymore! Try to understand, but I don't want to be a part of this quarreling anymore. The pressure on my behalf has increased due to the two of you. Please understand and don't bother looking for me.
Chihiro
Chihiro slipped out of the door into the silent night, wondering where to go. She walked with confidence until she came upon an old train station.
"Why does this place seem familiar?" she whispered to herself. She scanned the tall building, squinting, and could make out an entrance. She quietly went in, feeling the stuffy air. "I'll stay here tonight."
Chihiro crept to a bench and lied down. Her eyes made out what they could, but they started feeling heavy. The room engulfed itself in darkness as Chihiro found herself asleep.
Ok yeah, I'm sorry it's a really short chapter, but they will get longer, I promise!