When it
all began
By:
Mariam Hamid
Dear Diary, June
14th, 2014
If it weren’t for that one day to
come, everything would have been just fine. I wish there was an
undo button but that’s not what kind of world we’re living in. This is
reality but a mystery one. Supernatural you can say, but I just wish it
didn’t have to start with me! My family? Bloodline? Or was it
just all a secret to keep me “safe” but they knew I would find out eventually,
they just had to keep it to them at first instead of explaining to me what’s
happening to me and my life. Everything has changed and now my mom is
dead. But every time I just have his
weird feeling like someone is watching me or something.... I just don’t
know. My life is even worse than ever I
mean first it was my sister Lydia getting hurt, then it was Kevin, after it was
my dad but then this one was the most awful lest thing that could ever happen
to me, I lost my mom. I have just
learned that I have been living in some messed up supernatural, fantasy world
or whatever, I have just even learned that my own boyfriend Stefan was....
was... uh VAMPIRE, I think that’s it I just can’t take the pain
no more.
I placed back my
journal onto the counter; I swept a tear from my cheek and rubbed my eyes. That feeling inside started to feel like
piranhas attacking, and feeding on my insides, it was the worst feeling I have
ever felt in so long. I heard a sound up stairs. A
“thump” on the ground, like something fell and knocked over. I tippy
toed upstairs and when I looked in my room, the window was open and wind started
gusting in. Books were on the floor and my picture frame of me and Stefan
was knocked over faced down, and a ruffle spot on my bed appeared after I had
made it up in the morning, it looks liked someone was in here but who? I closed
my window and placed back the books on the shelf.
“Mariam....” a
voice whispered
“Hello? Who’s there?”
I went out side; it
looked like a storm was heading up, then the door shut behind me and
locked. Something was calling my name; I
was so scared so I ran towards the woods. I couldn’t stop. My heart was beating
so hard I can hear my own heart pounding faster and faster every second.
The voice came closer and closer. I ran for the heck of my life!
I flashed, and I stopped. If I had to run one more step I would
have blacked out. When I looked behind me, the figure moved so quickly
side to side. I couldn’t figure it out. But then it stopped, it was
a figure of a person. They got closer, but when I looked back, it was
Stefan Salvatore.
