Hello all! Anyways, I'm writing two stories, but I wanted to post this. I might not update it as much as my others, but I really liked the idea. Anyways, tell me what you think. Thank you!
I don't own Spirited Away.
Writing The Past
Chihiro sat at her desk, typing away at her computer. Her eyebrows knitted together as she erased a few sentences and retyped them. Satisfied she paced around the room, wondering how to continue.
Currently typed onto her computer was the first chapter of her book. Somehow it was connected to her more deeply than her other published works. She supposed because she took a bit of childhood into it. She sighed, but it felt so real.
Pushing a brown lock that had fallen from her usual ponytail away from her eyes she scanned the latest additions.
Chihiro was lying down on the backseat, clutching onto her flowers that she had gotten as her for a going away present. "Look, Chihiro, there's your new school." Her father said, looking towards the building, "Looks great, doesn't it?"
"It doesn't look so bad." Chihiro's mother remarked. Curiosity got the better of Chihiro as she pushed herself up to look at her new school out of the car window. Sticking her tongue out, she once again laid back down on the seat.
"It's gonna stink, I liked my old school." She muttered.
Chihiro smiled sadly, remembering that day so well. How she had to get up early in the morning, how long the drive seemed and how she hoped that this was just a bad dream, and she'd wake up and she'd still be back at her house, in her old room.
Sitting back at her desk she started typing again, not even noticing her cat, Lin, clambering onto her lap, purring contentedly.
Chihiro gasped, sitting up. "Mom!" She thrust her bouquet towards her mom in the front seat. "My flowers are dying."
"I told you not to smother them like that." Her mother chided. Chihiro started to sulk, "We'll put them in water when we get to our new home."
"I finally get a bouquet, and it's a good-bye present. That's depressing." She remarked, sinking back down to her seat.
"Daddy bought you a rose for your birthday. Don't you remember?" Her mother told her. She picked up Chihiro's card and looked at it.
"Yeah, one." Chihiro replied, gloomily. "Just one rose isn't a bouquet."
"Hold onto your card." Her mother said, handing it back to her. Paying no attention to Chihiro's complaining. "I'm opening the window. And quit whining. It's fun to move to a new place. It's an adventure."
Chihiro wasn't listening as she looked outside, the window now blowing through her chocolate brown hair. She was to busy reminiscing about her old life to even notice the cars that passed by.
Unfortunately, Chihiro didn't know how much of an adventure it was going to be.
Chihiro smiled, shutting down her computer and got up. She apologized to Lin, who mewed in protest as Chihiro had gotten up, spilling Lin from her lap. The clocks digital numbers read 2:30 in the morning, so suppressing a yawn, Chihiro collapsed onto her bed, not even bothering changing into her pajamas.
So, how did you all like it? Be honest! And as always, review! And I'm sorry for the shortness!
I don't own Spirited Away.
Writing The Past
Chihiro sat at her desk, typing away at her computer. Her eyebrows knitted together as she erased a few sentences and retyped them. Satisfied she paced around the room, wondering how to continue.
Currently typed onto her computer was the first chapter of her book. Somehow it was connected to her more deeply than her other published works. She supposed because she took a bit of childhood into it. She sighed, but it felt so real.
Pushing a brown lock that had fallen from her usual ponytail away from her eyes she scanned the latest additions.
Chihiro was lying down on the backseat, clutching onto her flowers that she had gotten as her for a going away present. "Look, Chihiro, there's your new school." Her father said, looking towards the building, "Looks great, doesn't it?"
"It doesn't look so bad." Chihiro's mother remarked. Curiosity got the better of Chihiro as she pushed herself up to look at her new school out of the car window. Sticking her tongue out, she once again laid back down on the seat.
"It's gonna stink, I liked my old school." She muttered.
Chihiro smiled sadly, remembering that day so well. How she had to get up early in the morning, how long the drive seemed and how she hoped that this was just a bad dream, and she'd wake up and she'd still be back at her house, in her old room.
Sitting back at her desk she started typing again, not even noticing her cat, Lin, clambering onto her lap, purring contentedly.
Chihiro gasped, sitting up. "Mom!" She thrust her bouquet towards her mom in the front seat. "My flowers are dying."
"I told you not to smother them like that." Her mother chided. Chihiro started to sulk, "We'll put them in water when we get to our new home."
"I finally get a bouquet, and it's a good-bye present. That's depressing." She remarked, sinking back down to her seat.
"Daddy bought you a rose for your birthday. Don't you remember?" Her mother told her. She picked up Chihiro's card and looked at it.
"Yeah, one." Chihiro replied, gloomily. "Just one rose isn't a bouquet."
"Hold onto your card." Her mother said, handing it back to her. Paying no attention to Chihiro's complaining. "I'm opening the window. And quit whining. It's fun to move to a new place. It's an adventure."
Chihiro wasn't listening as she looked outside, the window now blowing through her chocolate brown hair. She was to busy reminiscing about her old life to even notice the cars that passed by.
Unfortunately, Chihiro didn't know how much of an adventure it was going to be.
Chihiro smiled, shutting down her computer and got up. She apologized to Lin, who mewed in protest as Chihiro had gotten up, spilling Lin from her lap. The clocks digital numbers read 2:30 in the morning, so suppressing a yawn, Chihiro collapsed onto her bed, not even bothering changing into her pajamas.
So, how did you all like it? Be honest! And as always, review! And I'm sorry for the shortness!
