Okay,please tell me what you think about this new story. The idea just got into my head somehow,and it wouldn't get out. Also...
Disclaimer:I don't own Spirited Away. I just rented the dvd one time and watched it twice in the same night. It's a nice story,I just wish that it didn't have to end with a cliffhanger.
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"Chihiro,dinner's ready!"Chihiro's mother called from the kitchen. The young girl(who really was fifteen and not so young anymore) walked slowly into the dining room and sat down at the table. It had been five years since she had been to the bath house,but Haku still hadn't come to get her. She stared down at the plate of food in front of her.
"Aren't you going eat?"her father asked,already stuffing the food into his mouth. She looked at him.
"Yes,dad. I am."she said to him. She began to eat a little bit of it.
That man. She was embarassed to call him her father. Although Yubaba had lifted the spell on both of her parents,Chihiro's father kept some of the pig-like qualities. He was big to begin with,but he had kept his eating-habits from when he was still a pig. He went from a little more than 400 pounds,to nearly 750 pounds. She was sickened just by looking at him eat so much.
"Are you enjoying dinner,Chihiro?"her mother asked her. She nodded with a small smile. Her mother had not kept the qualities that her dad had. She weighed just over 145 pounds. She admired her mother to a certain extent,but she couldn't say the same for her father. In truth,she despised him.
Chihiro finished her meal,but she was still a little hungry. Her father usually ate most of the food,and made her and her mother do the chores. Her mother hand a bad back,so Chihiro had to do the majority of it. She worked around the house,then once she had time to eat,there was barely any left. Her father would have already eaten it. She looked up from her plate,and saw that all of the food had been piled onto her father's plate yet again.
"Um..."he started. Her dad swallowed the food in his mouth,and looked at her.
"Yeah?"he asked her.
"Nevermind."she said. Her father began to eat again. She was going to ask him if he could give her some of the food from his plate,but she feared he would get angry with her and hit her. Her mother never interfered when he got angry,and that's where the level of Chihiro's adirmation for her stopped. She never stuck up for her. Never protected her.
Chihiro got up,and carried her plate into the the kitchen. She put it in the sink,and washed it. She dried it,put it away,and went upstairs. She opened her bedroom door,and yelled in surprise when she saw a boy standing there.
"Chihiro? What's wrong?"her mother called up to her. Chihiro glanced at the boy,who put is finger to his lips,indicating her not to tell of his intrusion.
"Nothing,Mom. I just tripped over my carpet again."she said quickly.
"Alright. Goodnight,Chihiro!"her mother said. Chihiro got a closer look at the boy in front of her. She gasped.
"Haku?"