This is my very first fanfiction, and it's based from a Roleplay me and a friend did.
please read and review.
"You have to promise me you won't look back"
"I promise."
The stream of the water passed steadily in front of me. I pulled my knees close to my chest and let the tears fall down my cheeks. Ever since I left, my life hasn't been the same. I'm never focused, I'm always day dreaming about "what if I had stayed?" Why didn't I? It was too late to worry about that. I knew I couldn't go back, look back. I had made a promise, and I plan to keep it.
"Chihiro? Chihiro, it's time for dinner!" Mom called.
"Okay. I'll be there in a second."
I stood, brushed the grass off of my backside and began to walk towards the house. Frustration began to settle in my mind. Why can't I look back? Why can't I go back? Why is it so important that I don't? Questions ate at me, trying to free answers to no avail. None of it made sense. I just wanted to be with my friends. From the spirit world, I mean, it's been four years. Those were the only friends that actually made sense. They actually made me feel like⦠right. I haven't made a friend nearly as great as any of them.
The sweet, warm summer wind brushed past my face as I drew closer to the house. All of this thinking made me realize that there was only 2 weeks remaining of summer break. 2 weeks that I had to make the best of. Thoughts of visiting the spirit world entered my mind, but I was quick to wipe them away. I couldn't. I shouldn't. I'm conflicted. I wanted to return, but at the same time, I made a promise. And what kind of friend would I be to break a promise?
"Stop playing around the river. I don't want you to fall in."
"Sorry, mom."
Same thing every day. Nothing changes. It's like the world has just stopped turning and everything is stuck on repeat. It's depressing. I don't like it here. Too bland. If I could, I'd just leave and never come back. The dinner table was the same as usual. Small talk here and there. Questions directed towards me, which I answered as simply as I could. I finished and washed my plate off.
"I'm going to bed" I declared.
"Okay, Chihiro. See you in the morning"
"Sleep well, dear."
My bed called to me. I wanted to answer that call, and I did. I lay there, gazing out of the window, at the clear night sky. I felt like one of them, the stars. Happy and twinkling from afar, but upon closer inspection, dying. Like my hopes. There was nothing I'd love to do more than to go back. To peer off the balcony with Lin. To enjoy the warmth of Granny's house with her and No-Face. And to be comforted from the protection of Haku. I'd love that. And I want that.
And I think I'll do it.
