Prologue – Dear Diary
Dear Diary
Funny the whole starting process of a diary, I have no idea why I am starting one. Over my 127 years of my existence not once have I kept a diary. What's changed well I figured if I'm going to be around for a long time I may as well keep track. This diary was given to me by Stefan back in 1982 for my 100th Birthday, long time huh, didn't even know I had it until I moved with Stefan back in to the boarding house. Who's Stefan? You ask well its probably better if I write it down.
It was the 28th of December in the year 1864 the day I was born, my father to what I had been told died a few months before my birth not that he had any idea about me of course. My mother moved out of the town of Mystic Falls after her mother, my grandmother had disowned her. My whole life I was shunned because my mother had me out of wed lock to an unknown man. This didn't stop her from loving me any less she was the closest person to me in the world.
When I turned 16 I was a bit of a party goer and a bit of a whore that was where I fell both pregnant and met my uncle Damon Salvatore. For some unknown reason he stayed with me the entire pregnancy which changed my way of life around. As I was giving birth with Damon, my mother and the midwife at my side I developed a tear which caused to serious internal bleeding. It was too late as Damon fed me his blood I fell into a deep, deep sleep. When I awoke I saw laying next to me, my daughter her green eyes looking up at me. The same colour of green as my own, but something else tempted me. Before I had known what I had done I bit into her neck. She started to scream which lead Damon in and he threw me off her before placing his wrist into her mouth he quietened down. That was when Damon had realised what I had become.
Over the years he had helped me with my cravings while helping raise my daughter which I had named Lauren, Lo for short. My mother died just before Lo's 5th birthday that day was the first day I mourned loss. Damon was to Lo like a father that's all she ever saw him as. People began to think he was her father as much as I her mother. This caused us a gossip free life, so we carried on with the lie for Lo's sake. On her 16th birthday we told her the truth as we couldn't hide the fact that I looked only a year older then her. She had expected as much and asked us to change her; we didn't do so as quickly we weren't sure if she wanted that life. When she turned 19th and after 3 years straight of her begging us we gave in.
It had turned out that Lo had been quite a bit of a ripper. Damon and I spent the first 10 years cleaning up her messes. She turned her humanity of every now and again when she couldn't handle it. One day she kept it on and straightened herself out, unlike Stefan who had rejected it Lo controlled it and since that incident which lasted those 10 years she hasn't killed any human since. In the 1920's Damon had left us to make his own way. Lo and I travelled through America for almost 30 years.
In the 1950's we went our own ways Lo left to travel the world and I left to find my father. It was at a small bar in Michigan where I met both him and his friend Lexi. It took a few days of explaining and stalking to prove I was his own flesh and blood. Plus a whole month of getting him to understand me enough to let travel with him.
54 years later and here we are coming back full circle, So that's the story of my life pretty short huh and to think it only took up 2 pages that's fairly sad.
Any way must be going first day of school and all,
Love Ruby