Prologue
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of Mr. Miyazaki's work. I only wrote this to express my feelings about the ending of Spirited Away.
Normal point of view
Chihiro woke up to the sound of her alarm clock beeping. She yawned widely, "O joy, another day." She picked her skinny figure off her bed and walked to the mirror. Looking in the mirror she cringed when she saw her appearance. Her silken, shiny, brown hair was tangled, her eyes were sunken and she was as skinny as a stick. A year ago she hadn't looked like this. Back then she was just extremely depressed. Then the nightmares came. She had been dreaming about the days she spent in the spirit world. They were beautiful, but they always ended in the same way. She left and 5 years later she still hasn't heard anything from Haku.
A bit after the nightmares started, she remembered what it was that had started the whole ordeal…the temptation of food. Soon after that realization, she stopped eating. Remembering all of that took a toll on her badly nourished mind. She sighed, combed her hair with her fingers and walked out of her room to the kitchen. "Good morning Mom and Dad."
"Chihiro, please… eat something." Her mom begged. Chihiro just shook her head. Before she closed the front door behind her she heard her mother's sobs and her fathers comforting words. She continued along the road to school.
A/N: So, what do you think? This is my first fanfic and I'm pretty young. Please give constructive criticism and be as harsh as you want till next time.