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Chihiro walked through the doors of her house quietly after school. She sighed as she unlocked the empty house. Her mother as she has told her in the morning, was at the hospital, checking to see if the baby was ok. Chihiro dropped her book bag on the floor and walked over to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, and grabbed an apple tiredly. Trudging to her room, she suddenly remembered what she had to do, and opened her bedroom door with a purpose. She was going to clean out a box of things she had from when she had first moved into this house, to try and find an explanation for her loss of memory.

"Don't... worry Haku," she said, pulling a heavy box out of the closet. "I'm going to try with everything i am... to remember." She sat on the floor in front of the box, and opened it. As she opened the flaps of the box, dust swirled around her, making her sneeze, and a small spider with long legs climbed out of the box. She fell back, deadly afraid of spiders, and mustering all her courage, hit it with her shoe. Once se was sure the spider was dead, she continued opening the box, unfolding the 4 flaps carefully. She then looked inside. Puzzled at what she saw, she took out one of the many letters addressed to her inside.

"That's funny... these are all still closed..." She said. Gently, she blew the dust off of the back of one of the letters, and opened it. Inside, was a wrinkled piece if paper.

"Dear Chihiro," She read. Leaning against her bed, sitting on the wooden floor, she read about twenty letters. All of them were from her friends from her previous school. They all said how much they missed her, and how things were changing around for them, the boys were becoming more mature and even 'Machi', her best friend had started goingout. There were many letters, five or six from the same person even, at different times. There was one from March, April, May, Agust, and finally December from Machi. Chihiro closer her eyes, resting her head in the golden sunlight coming from her window. Yes, she remembered.

"Chihiro, there's another letter from Machi... well, aren't you going to open it?" Asked her mother. Chihiro grabbed the letter, and placed it on her bed, next to her sketch book.

"Maybe later..." She sighed sadly. Her mother frowned and picked up the letter.

"Why havn't you gone, to hang out with her and your old friends?" She asked.

'I dunno..."

Chihiro opened her eyes suddenly, the light from the sun, creating an almost magical glow when it shone on the floating dust.

'Why was I so sad?' she asked herself.

She looked into the box, and found A last letter on top of a shoe box.

"Hm... this one's open," She said, taking a folded paper from out of the envelope.

"Dear chihiro," she began. Slowly, she began to smile, and then laugh. The paper told of a story, were there was a fair princess who moved away, to a land of wonder. The princess ws sad, but met a prince who became her friend. And they lived happily ever after.

"Who sent this?" she asked herself nervously. It was almost as if she knew that story. She turned the envelop over, and gasped. The return address and name, was faded so badly, it was impossible to read.

Chihiro placed the letter, away from the others on the floor, and reached for the shoebox.

"So many letters that I never read," She said to herself, as she took off the lid of the shoe box, and looked inside. There was a faded Pair of pink shorts, with a white and green stripped shirt and a pair of yellow shoes, all rolled up together. She looked at the ansamble strangly, recognizing how much she had loved to wear these closed. And she asked herself, "Why would I have put away my favorite outfit, in a shoe box?" She took it out, layed it out on the floor, smoothing the creases, and wrinkles. Her hand paused suddenly, on the pocket of her shorts. There was an odd lump in them, as if there was something inside... She reached her hand in, and took out what seemed like and old withered flower.

"That's weird..." She said. "I've never seen these flowers before." Curiously, she brought the old dried flower up to her nose, and sniffed. The aoroma was sweet, heavenly...

"Here, eat this." A hand... A hand holding an onigiri ball. She sniffed and took it, hungrilly stuffing it into her mouth. Again, she was crying. Someone patted her back, and she turned to see who it was. But... she couldn't see his face... it was all so blurry... and she ... she couldn't stop crying. She held her in his arms, trying to confort her, as she kept crying. Her sobs eventually receded, but he still held her. All around her, was a garden of beautiful flowers. Their smell, so sweet. Now that her vision cleared, she turned to look at the boy.

Chihiro opened her eyes suddenly. Why could she never see his face? And what did he, have to do with that letter? Why was that story even familiar to her?

She looket at the now empty box, and at the un-answered letters. She would never return to that life, and maybe thats why she didn't answer the letters in the first place, beacuse she knew that she didn't want to hurt anymore. Maybe, she had just wanted to move on...

But it still didn't make sense... Why would she want to remember now all of a sudden?

There were too many questions, and not enough answers...