Goodbye Letter
Elena gathers up the paper in her hand as she had written the last word on the paper...a goodbye letter to Damon...to everyone actually. She was leaving town, starting a new life....moving on. She took a deep breathe and read over the letter one last time...and it read;;
Dearest friends...and my love, Damon;
I have decided that it’s time for me to move on with my life. This letter is the last thing you’ll ever receive from me. I have decided it’s best for me to move on, from all of the events that have happened over the 6 years that I have known you...Stefan, Damon....the death of my real parents and my adoptive ones...more stories of my family and also my ancestors that will stick with me forever...which brings me back to Katherine....don’t think of this as me ditching you guys, think of this as a chance for me to start over so no one has to die in my place and also a chance to start a normal life elsewhere. Bringing me back to you two, Stefan, Damon;; I have got to have a relationship with both of you, relationships that have meant the world to me but have risked so many lives to end also. Which helped me make this decision altogether. Don’t worry though, I have not forgotten about all of you....look at the town and remember a girl that was a martyr, a friend, a girlfriend, a person that has suffered tragic loss’, more than she can ever keep up with...but that’s what made her who she is...someone strong...but that doesn’t mean I’m not weak...Nope, not at all. I’m weak, I know that I am.
Bonnie...Caroline....Alaric...Jo..(welcome to the family by the way and hope to run across family photos one day of that curly headed and beautiful baby of you and Alarics; congrats to you!)--Greatest wishes to both of you and I hope to see you all later on in life...when Caroline...your still your beautiful and hard-headed self...and Bonnie, the strongest willed girl I know...no offense Caroline. Alaric, best step-dad/guardian, ever....not including Jenna, have a great life with Jo. And Jo....take care of Alaric, he deserves you...you make him the best person he could be, thanks to you he has a normal life....excluding all of the chaos that has happened in it over the past 5 years...but thank you...
Now, believe me, all of you, this pains me to write this but it has to be done for everyone’s good. I want to thank you for all of your love and support over the years but I need to start a new story, my own story and stop being everyone’s elses chapters...be my own main character in my story. I took the cure...which you’ve found in this evelope already probably and are thinking about hunting me but don’t. I’ll be fine, I have made the right decision, I know I have. Please, don’t miss me to much. Oh and Damon, I drunk up the last of your borubon...sorry about that. Maybe one day we’ll find each other...and we’ll know that it’s fate bringing up back together again...and maybe we can have a life together.
I want to revise an old journal entry written by me about 6 years back;; I must’ve said...thanks I’m fine atleast 37,000 times over the past 6 years but I didn’t mean it...not once. But none of you noticed....but when you asked that, you truly meant it. I was wrong about that, people care about others...you guys have proved that.
I will move on with my life and smile every day, even when people walk past me and give me looks of grief over my loss...I’ll smile and nod, and if they question if I’m okay...if they don’t believe the smile on my face I’ll say, I’m fine...thank you. And then they’ll truly believe it...they always have. You guys did...
So hear you guys go....my goodbye letter, which leads me into my first journal entry...the last one that you will all read...so here it goes;;---
Dear diary,
Today will be different, I’ll smile and it will believable... because guess what? I’m happy...I’m human again...I’ll get to have the future I long for and thought I would never have 3 years ago almost. I took the cure and I have moved on. I know I made the right choice. Over the past 6 years, it’s the best choice I have ever made. I know that my friends will all disagree...at most Damon. But I have got my own distraction from the memories of the past, a job, a new life, a new college, and friends...it’s not like I traded it for my new life...no, just a fresh start. I’m not technically saying goodbye it’s just a....see you later for now. I know I’ll see at least one of my old friends one of these days, whether it’s when I’m in my 30′s or when I’m on my death bed in my 90′s...I know they’ll come searching for me one day but for right now I hope they just give me some time...alone...I know it’s a lot to ask considering I gave them no further warning of everything that I’ve done but still, they’re not my parents so why do I need their permission....that sounds rude? Yeah, it does...sorry. Well, I guess this is the end of this journal entry...and to the next one they’ll never see....Goodbye.
Love,
Elena Gilbert