It was a couple of days before I realized, my life was ruined.
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Everything was brighter, scents of candles from other's houses filled my nose, and emotions were the hardest to fight off. I was sitting in my bedroom, I requested to be alone for the day, away from the Stefan and Damon, along with the others. Just so I could think.
I did plenty of thinking, I laughed about how stupid I was to fall in love, I cried about of stupid I was to not be afraid of vampires. I was stupid. And look where that got me.
It took me to turn into a vampire to realize, I never really loved Stefan, or Damon. I just felt alone, I needed someone there for me. And, now, look where I am.
I'm dead. A vampire. For eternity.
And, that's when the rage hit.
My blood boiled, if it wasn't for vampires, Aunt Jenna would be alive, I wouldn't be a vampire, Caroline wouldn't be a vampire, everyone who has died would be alive. No one would suffer. That's when I made my decision.
I wrote a note to everyone;
I am, very sorry.
But, I had to leave Mystic Falls. I can not stand being here anymore.
You were all very good friends, lovers, and a brother. But,
I'm a vampire now. And, I have realized, I do not deserve to live with guilt form this town anymore.
I hope you all can understand, and don't bother looking,
Elena Gilbert
I left the note on my diary, and started to pack. I only brought two bags with me, one for clothes, the other for weapons. Alaric had kept some of his old hunter weapons in the basement.
After, everything was all packed, I called Stefan, leaving my phone right beside the note, I left Mystic Falls for good.
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I still remember my feelings that day, after I left.
Angry, scared, guilt, and, freedom.
I was hurt. Scarred, and bruised, but now, I'm free. Free of all the problems of love, enemies, and sadness. I'm happy now, traveling the world- well, American anyway. Killing monsters that might kill innocent people. Just like what happened in Mystic Falls.