It was a fine summer's day. 5 months after Chihiro's encounter with Haku. Chihiro sat in her front lawn of her house. Her thoughts wandered as she enjoyed the breeze.
Haku, will I ever see you again?
Sure, we will.
When will that be? she thought to herself. Haku. In the past five months that she had lived there she had met many people she could call 'friend' but no one compared to Haku. Her best friend since she had moved. I wonder what they're all doing right now.
She had tried several times to go back to the Spirit World, but all her attempts had failed. She wondered if there was a pattern that led to it. Then it hit her. The hair band!
She got up from her spot and ran into the house and up to her room. She pulled out the hair band she had put into a drawer along with a drawing of her and Haku she had drawn the other day. "I don't know how I didn't think of this before."
She wrapped the band in her ponytail and went back downstairs, taking the picture with her. She grabbed her backpack which she had packed with necessities. A flashlight, extra clothes, hairbrush, a blanket, and other things she thought she might need. Chihiro carefully folded up the picture and placed it in the front pocket of the bag. She looked at the clock. 5:25 p.m. Only a little while until sundown. She snuck over to the door and opened it quietly. "Chihiro!"
She jumped at the sound of her mother's voice. "Dinner's ready!"
"I'm going out for a bit, Mom," she called to her mother who was in the kitchen. "Well, hurry back."
She didn't know if she planned on coming back for awhile.
"OK," she said.