Mystic falls. Its where I grew up, home. I was safe here. School, family and friends took up my life. The most of my worries were my grades and occasional bad habits. Mystic falls was my safe haven but also my cage. Nothing felt safer and better than this small town but it also drowned me with feelings of claustrophobia and dullness telling me I needed to leave and live. I craved adventure but I was raised to be a sensible loving daughter and then to move on as a wonderful wife. The textbook American life. But that isn't me.