Dear diary,

I've never really thought much in writing in one of you before. This was more of Elena and Stefan's thing. But right now, you seem like a better option.

Well, where do I begin? I died yesterday. I've died before, but this time was different. Now that the Other Side is completely destroyed, I died and went somewhere else.

Damon's with me, too. We died together, hand in hand as the Other Side collapsed all around us.

"Do you think it'll hurt?" I asked. That was all I was thinking about. The pain. I was pretty sure it would hurt worse for me since I was the anchor.

"I don't know-"

Damon's response was cut off, but I'm pretty sure I knew what he was going to say anyways.

We stood together by each other's side as we died. In a way I was sad for Damon. He wasn't supposed to die with me. He was supposed to be with Elena. He was supposed to come back like everyone else. I was supposed to let him through.

But fate had other plans.

"Well would you look at that." He said smiling dryly. My eyes widened in fear and surprise because well, it meant he was gonna die with me.

Seeing him say his goodbyes to Elena was so sad, it made me want to break down. The worst part was that she couldn't even hear him. He was already on the Other Side. His goodbye was so passionate. It revealed a side of Damon that he would never let me see.

Well, here's the weird part. We weren't dead for three seconds as the whole Other Side went down when the sound of all the chaos just drifted away and came to a complete top.

That was it. No pain, whatsoever. Just silence.

I let my open and found that I was surrounded by trees that didn't have a ghostly look like five minutes ago.

I looked over at Damon to see that he was looking at me. We both looked down at our hands and quickly jerked them out of the embrace.

"Well that got awkward fast." He mumbled in his usual smartalic tone.

I roll my eyes and continue to scan over the scene around us. It looked like we were still in Mystic Falls.

But something seemed off to me.

I take off walking towards town.

"Hey, where are you going?" Damon shouts after me as he followed behind me.

Eventually he catches up and walks beside me. We enter the town and I couldn't help but feel like something was wrong.

"Well I still feel a fang, so that must mean that I'm still a vampire." Damon said. "Either I'm a dead vampire of Mystic Falls is no longer magic free."

While he was talking, I let my eyes wander over to the Grill. Only to find that it was still in one piece.

"Look." I direct his attention over towards the Grill and he narrows his eyes as if he couldn't believe it either.

"I'm pretty sure I blew that place up only an hour ago."

"Why don't we see any people?" I ask. "Were still on the Other Side. We should at least be able to see the living."

He turned around to look once again for anyone else only to come up short.

"Where the hell are we? And I don't mean geographically."

I turned around in the direction he's looking in. "I have no idea." I say.

We looked all over town and fell short. The only thing left to do was walk.

I guess towards the Boardinghouse because that was the only place left to go.

We'd take a car, but none of them had any keys in them.

Plus neither of us wanted to hot wire one.

So we walked. We walked until we got to Elena's house only to find it like the Grill, in one piece.

We sat contemplating on what to make of this situation.

Basically I explained to Damon what I found out while we trekked through Mystic Falls.

Grams told me to stay strong before she died on the Other Side. She touched me too. When she did, she must have casted a spell that would send me to where Damon and I found out when we got to Elena's house 1994 Mystic Falls.

She sent me here so that I could find a way out. When I held Damon's hand, I must have brought him with me.

We didn't say it but in a way I saved his life.

So Damon asked me if I knew how to get out. Well, the bad news to this miracle was that I still can't do magic.

"Which means we're stuck here." Damon said bitterly.

I didn't want to be the pessimist of this operation, so I'm keeping my head up and looking on the bright side.

Damon, on the other hand, is constantly insisting that this is his own personal hell.

Sometimes I feel as if if he would just have hope like me, a miracle will happen and we can go home.

If not, well I guess Damon and I will be roommates for a while.

I've gotta go. Damon found an old Monopoly board game and I'm so bored I kind of want to play it.

Until next time,

~Bonnie

Hello kitties!

I've had this story idea in my head for a while and I thought I should just get it out like I did with Sky Flower.

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