*Note, this is season one, starting off with the Pilot episode*
To whoever is reading this-
Things aren't the same, they aren't like they used to be. It's so different, and I can feel myself slipping farther and farther away from humanity.
Everything you ever thought was only in a fairytale and story books are real.
Werewolves are a major one here in Beacon Hills. They are everywhere, you can't go anywhere without running into one! Especially when one of your best friends is one, and your other best friend's family happens to hunt them. You kind of get a little caught up in it.
The point is, I can literally feel myself slipping from my very own humanity as I write this, and I'm afraid I won't get back. This journal right here is the only thing I have left of my old life. And I can't let it go too.
So here I am. Re-telling the story everyone already knows. Just my version of it. How I really felt, not how they all thought I felt. The reason why I am the way I am now.
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