Hey everyone! I'm not used to writing FanFiction so I'm kind of excited to see where this story goes. Technically I have another story but there are only three chapters and I think it's terrible. Please ignore my first story and give this one a shot. I'd love any feedback you guys could give me. It would really help me to improve. Even if you just have some questions PLEASE REVIEW. I know other writers do things like put up song lyrics every chapter and let you guys guess them or things like that. Let me know if you guys would want to do that or if you have another idea. Thanks and I hope you enjoy reading this.

Chapter One

Even though I've always wanted to visit Mystic Falls the ride to my new home has been excruciatingly long. I should be excited to be visiting the one place I've longed to experience. But not today. You see early this morning, at the crack of dawn, I had to wake up and find the courage to say goodbye to the two people I loved the most. It wasn't one of those goodbyes where you knew you would see each other soon. No. It was worse. A lot worse. I had to say goodbye to my parents forever. Today was their funeral. It was terrible. Everyone was crying and telling me how sorry they were that my parents were gone. I could see the pity in their eyes. I could only imagine what they were thinking. Although, I wasn't worried about what they thought. All that matters is that I am now an orphan. My Aunt Jenna hasn't left my side since she found out my parents had died. She insists on taking care of me now that I'm alone in this world. That's why we are on our way to Mystic Falls. Aunt Jenna has decided to take me in. I know that I should be grateful for her willingness to help me, but I resent the fact that she looks like my mother. They were sisters. Only a few years apart actually, so they completely look alike. Didn't people realize how painful it would be for me to have to look at Aunt Jenna every single day? Or how all of my memories of my mother flood back the second I see her, including the pain of my mother's death. No one really asked my opinion. They just shipped me off with my Aunt assuming it would be better for me than foster care. I suppose they're right. Maybe I – my thoughts were interrupted when Aunt Jenna said, "We're here honey". I got out of the car and examined my new home. It was bigger than my old house but still small enough for just the two of us. I noticed Aunt Jenna looking at me expectantly so I faked a smile which seemed to satisfy her for a moment. She grabbed my bags and led me into her home.

"Let me just set your stuff down and I'll give you the grand tour."

I tried to look appreciative of her effort to make me feel at home. But really I just want to lay in my new bed alone, and try to forget the fact that I'll never get to see my parents again. After the tour I made my way back into what I guess you could consider my bedroom and changed into a more comfortable outfit. Aunt Jenna decorated my room perfectly. I don't know how she figured out what I was interested in considering she hasn't seen me in years, but she actually did an amazing job.

I walked downstairs and said, "I'm going to go for a walk. Is that okay?"

"Yes of course honey. Just don't stay out too long"

"Okay cool thanks."

"Be careful", she yelled to me as I opened the front door.

"Always."

With that I made my way outside and started wandering the streets. I know what you're thinking. Who lets a fourteen year old girl walk through the streets alone? Well nothing bad ever happens in Mystic Falls. Without even realizing it, I found that I had walked straight to the one place I never cared to return to. The bridge. The place my parents died. Just the thought of my parents was enough to bring me to tears. I don't know how long I stood there thinking of them. Imagining the good times we could have had. I didn't even notice the sun setting. Or the moon rising. Until it was pitch black outside. It was so dark that you couldn't even see more one foot in front of you. If only I had been more responsible. This place was pretty scary now that it's nighttime. It's not the same safe place it seemed like earlier. Cars had been driving past me all day, but this one was different. This car stopped. This was more like a horror story than reality. I was alone, it was pitch black, and some stranger is now going to try to kill. God my life sucks.