Disclaimer - I don't own Spirited Away. If i did, why would i be writing fanfic for it.
The whole story is from Chihiro's POV.
I knew I couldn't go back, not with him there. Not with them like that. The police would think it was me.
Well I used to go to a therapist, so me being suspect no 1 is not surprising.
Why you ask, because I believe in the spirit world, and I know someone loves me, the one person I have left. Haku.
It's been years since I saw him last, and the spirit world was the only place I knew I would be safe.
Safe from the person who murdered my parents.
I was lucky, I guess.
I was hiding when he killed them. All i could do was watch in silent shock as my parents were killed before my eyes. As soon as the murder left. I ran. I didn't cry as I ran, I knew that that would only slow me down. I could cry later, I could cry when I was safe.
Ran as fast as I could away from what was once my home.
I found the path to the spirit world tunnel that I had made on my own, and raced over hundreds of times. But never like this. Never fearing for my life.
I have never set foot inside the tunnel to the spirit world since the day we left, Mom, Dad and me.
Now I have no choice, I'm leaving the human world and never looking back.
