• Chihiro sat with her hands in her lap. She slowly opened them, revealing the contents, before clasping them shut again. She repeated the act several times before giving up finally. Standing, she made her way into the kitchen, where her mother stood over the sink, sunshine pouring into through the open windows. "Chihiro." Her mother turned "You're 16 now and still not helping with the dishes." She went back to the sink. "you're on school holidays the least you can do is help with the housework." Chihiro ignored her mother "Mom do you remember when we first moved here?" her hand tightened around what she was holding. "Oh? Her mother left the sink pulling off her gloves. Chihiro nodded "i mean, do you remember the shortcut?" "The shortcut?" Her mother lifted an eyebrow "you expect me to remember something that long ago?" Chihiro sighed and left the kitchen "Nevermind!" She called back to her mothers blank face. She padded up to her room, it was a clear sunny day outside but she didn't feel like leaving the house. Slumping onto her bed she stared at her open hand. Although Chihiro had had the hairband for many years it still looked new. A constant reminder of a unforgotten memory, or was it a convincing dream? She wasn't sure, all she knew was that the hair band was very real...but the story behind it? Neither of her parents seemed to remember it the way she did. But her mother was right it was so long ago, how could she be really sure?

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