Ok.Here's some navigations...Words in italic are Chihiro's thoughts and words in Boldare conversations.

Why do all stories have such sad endings? Separation, tears and unbearable sights. They are all found in our lives. Can we do something about it? Guess we can't, but undoubtedly, we can choose when to part and where to part…

Everyday, we say "hi" and "bye", it's so common, so easy. But strange as it can be, when it comes to an eternal separation, it'll be hard for us to accept. Well, it may be due to the fact that both parties may not be able to see each other again, but think again, if the two really want to see each other, is it that that hard? Won't the urge break the obstacles between them? This may be found in romance stories, but does it happen in real life? Can the urge be that great at all? It is full of questions for such topics; no one can answer them in general because people do have different opinions.

The thoughts whirled in her head, as if some strong power was hovering over her. She closed the book slowly, placing them on her laps and looked over the skies. The pinkish-yellow colour of the sunset was indeed beautiful. She sighed; the fifteen years old was troubled with unknown worries, something she remembered, she knew she did, but just a glimpse of it, just like the summary of a film.

Then she stood up, reaching for the windows beside her. The winds blew and she could smell the salty sea breeze, it was a right decision to move in here, she thought to herself. Both her parents were out for work in some other countries and she would be alone in this empty house for weeks or even months, how was she going to survive such emptiness?

Her handphone rang; it woke the girl from her deep thoughts.

"Hi, this is Chihiro," she greeted. But silence replied her…

Then the person hung up. Strange as it can be, Chihiro had been getting such calls recently, but she had never thought that much about it.

"Chihiro, it's dinner time! Hurry and come down!" shouted Chihiro's maid.

"Sure!" Chihiro replied as she hurriedly kept her books into her big shelf of books.

As she ran down the long flight of stairs, she missed her step and rolled down instead, hitting her head against the wall.


The next thing she could remember was that she was lying on the hospital bed. Due to the hit, she took a long time to scan through the crowd around her.

"Chihiro…you're finally awake! You've been sleeping for a month!" cried her Mum, who was trying to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Mum…Dad…Yaji-kun...doctor, nurse…and…who are you?" she mumbled while pointing at the people surrounding her.

The boy looked like twelve year old, had iris of a green or jade shade and had a funny hairstyle and outfit which had made him looked so ancient...who could he be?


Hmm...end here for the moment! I know it's short but...Thanks for reading!Any comments?