It felt as if my heart had beating as fast as a humming bird's wings, the blood flowing in my head I could feel my own heart beat all over my body. My arms and legs were aching from running and the added weight of my bag. I looked back to make sure that no one was following me, hoping that my parent's hadn't noticed I had snuck out of the house in the middle of the night. If they only knew why, I'm sure they would understand.
It had been five years, five long years that I hadn't returned to the tunnel. Not even once, even if I had even dared think that it would be okay just to come by once in awhile. I had resisted all temptation, instead I waited and locked my heart away. I didn't tell my mother or father about the Spirit World or what had happened to them, they would think that I was insane. I never told my friends either, in fact I simply had pretended that what happened never happened. I had never forgotten his promise, that we'd meet again someday. I just, knew that one day we would be together again. In a way, it seemed stupid that I had thought that he would come, but five years did seem a short while. I had changed in so many ways, before I met Haku my views of how the world seemed was so much different. I had stopped complaining about much, I tried to see that there was always a reason to try my best and smile. He was my motivation all these years, and I finally decided that I wanted to be with him. I dreamt about him almost every single night, and he seemed to never leave my mind either. I missed him so much and longed for him, just to be able to hold his hand again. It would be enough for me.
I ran faster when the wind picked up, being in the middle of the fall the dense forest seemed creepy with various shapes and eerie wind noises. I had a flashlight, so I knew where I was going. I had just reached the little running creek, there were still tire marks from when my father had left from the first time we had visited the tunnel. "Just a little farther.." I had thought to myself as I slowed to a jog, trying to even my breath and set a more comfortable pace. My legs still begged for rest though, and my head was beginning to become sore from the blood rush. Never in my life did I think that, maybe running away would be the ideal thing t o do. But what if he had forgotten me? That he would be angry if I had returned? I shook my head, those thoughts shouldn't cross my mind, accepted or not, I was going to tell him how I felt.
As I got closer to the tunnel, I saw a dim light in the distance. I hastened my pace as I saw that it was a tiny lantern. When I finally reached it, it was a plain white paper lantern with my name on an envelope. It stood next to the creepy statue, "I really hate that thing.." I thought to myself. I opened the envelope and before I could read anything, a bright light illuminated before my eyes, and all went black.