I do NOT own any of thses charcters.....i just meirly am picking up
where the story left off....
Spirited Away: 6 years later....
Chihiro sighed and closed her book. She was extremely bored. All her friends were away on summer vacation, and to make matters worse, her parents had left her all by her self while they went away and "rediscovered" their love....
She scoffed as she stood up. She walked over to her window and looked out onto the road below. She banged her head gently on the glass.....
Why didn't I go to grandma's when they offered!?!?! She screamed in her head. She stood up strait and wiped off the window where her forehead had made a print. She turned around and went out into the hallway, taking her time seeing as she had no where to go. She stopped and looked up, THE ATTIC!!!!! She reached up and pulled on the little string bring the steps down....
The attic was here favorite place to go when she was a little girl. She went there a lot after school to play and write in her journal her psychiatrist made her keep after she told her praents about the incident on the hill....
They of course took it as shock of moving to a new town, but after she kept bringing it up they took her to a psychiatrist that specialized in those sort of things. After 3 years of therapy the doctor had her convinced that it was just an illusion, an "immaginary friend" sort of thing, except this was an imaginary world....
She hadnt been in the attic since they decalred her "cured."....
She smiled as she slowly climbed the steps so as not to fall. When she got to the top she looked around. It was very dusty. She hadn't been up there since she was 13. She sat down in front of a little chest that was purposely placed in front of the window. She ran her hand over the top, sweeping the dust off, causing it to fly every where. She sneezed. She rubbed her eyes then again went back to the chest.....
She un-hooked the latch and carefully opening it, as if someone or something was going to jump out. She pushed it the rest of the way open and looked inside. It was full of old drawings. She picked a few of them up and scanned over them.....
One was a picture of a purple rat being carried by a even smaller bird thing. She giggled and put it to the side. She looked at the other one in her hand. It was of a picture of 2 giant pigs, and beside it were the nanes of her parents. This made her laugh even harder. She must have been really mad at her parents when she drew that.....
When she looked at the third picture in her hand she stopped.....
It was a picture of a white dragon with a wolf's head. "Haku..." she whispered to her self.....
She stared at the picture remembering the little boy who had made a promise to her. She shook her head and shoved the picture away.....
"That was just a my immagination..." She assured her self. She closed the chest and stood up "but still..." she looked down at the picture. Suddenly down stairs the phone rang, shattering her thoughts. She looked up. It rang again.....
"I'm coming!" She said even though the person obviously could not hear her. She ran down the stairs of that attic and slammed the door closed.....
Spirited Away: 6 years later....
Chihiro sighed and closed her book. She was extremely bored. All her friends were away on summer vacation, and to make matters worse, her parents had left her all by her self while they went away and "rediscovered" their love....
She scoffed as she stood up. She walked over to her window and looked out onto the road below. She banged her head gently on the glass.....
Why didn't I go to grandma's when they offered!?!?! She screamed in her head. She stood up strait and wiped off the window where her forehead had made a print. She turned around and went out into the hallway, taking her time seeing as she had no where to go. She stopped and looked up, THE ATTIC!!!!! She reached up and pulled on the little string bring the steps down....
The attic was here favorite place to go when she was a little girl. She went there a lot after school to play and write in her journal her psychiatrist made her keep after she told her praents about the incident on the hill....
They of course took it as shock of moving to a new town, but after she kept bringing it up they took her to a psychiatrist that specialized in those sort of things. After 3 years of therapy the doctor had her convinced that it was just an illusion, an "immaginary friend" sort of thing, except this was an imaginary world....
She hadnt been in the attic since they decalred her "cured."....
She smiled as she slowly climbed the steps so as not to fall. When she got to the top she looked around. It was very dusty. She hadn't been up there since she was 13. She sat down in front of a little chest that was purposely placed in front of the window. She ran her hand over the top, sweeping the dust off, causing it to fly every where. She sneezed. She rubbed her eyes then again went back to the chest.....
She un-hooked the latch and carefully opening it, as if someone or something was going to jump out. She pushed it the rest of the way open and looked inside. It was full of old drawings. She picked a few of them up and scanned over them.....
One was a picture of a purple rat being carried by a even smaller bird thing. She giggled and put it to the side. She looked at the other one in her hand. It was of a picture of 2 giant pigs, and beside it were the nanes of her parents. This made her laugh even harder. She must have been really mad at her parents when she drew that.....
When she looked at the third picture in her hand she stopped.....
It was a picture of a white dragon with a wolf's head. "Haku..." she whispered to her self.....
She stared at the picture remembering the little boy who had made a promise to her. She shook her head and shoved the picture away.....
"That was just a my immagination..." She assured her self. She closed the chest and stood up "but still..." she looked down at the picture. Suddenly down stairs the phone rang, shattering her thoughts. She looked up. It rang again.....
"I'm coming!" She said even though the person obviously could not hear her. She ran down the stairs of that attic and slammed the door closed.....