(Disclaimer: I don't own Spirited away or any of the characters. Sorry if you don't like the story but don't hate)
Today was the day, Chichiro thought.
Today Chichiro would be sacrificed to the River Spirit, Kohaku. The village sacrificed a young girl every three years to him as a bride, hoping he would continue to bless their village by keeping the river flowing. Two of the villagers had come to the nine year olds house earlier to prepare her for the ceremony. They had bathed her and washed her hair. They dressed her in a long, white flowing dress and combed threw her light brown hair. They kept telling her that it was such an honor to be chosen. The village leader chose a child at birth that would serve as a sacrifice to the River Spirit. However it didn't feel that way to Chichiro, it felt like a large burden on her shoulders she was forced to fulfill.
The two village girls took Chichiro to the ceremony over the bridge. The ceremony began and she knew it would be short a short one. She had seen a ceremony before and the girl always ended up crying begging them to let her stay and not be forced to do this. She would not cry, not in front of the people who would give her up to a spirit they weren't event sure existed. To them she was just another expendable girl they could give up to the river so they could beg for it to keep flowing. She was terrified but the two villagers held her tightly in her place. She silently begged for this craziness to end. The village leader finished praying for Chichiro to be accepted by the River Spirit.
Before the villagers force her into the river a large wave rose up from the river and swallowed her into the river. Chichiro was knocked out on impact. She was swept away into the river. The villagers now left for the temple to pray for Chichiro's safe arrival to the palace of the River Spirit.
(Sorry for it being so short hope you liked it.)