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Elena was lying on the cama her eyes wide open. Alaric had called her to get up, but she wanted to stay in bed. All day. Maybe listen to some sad songs.
“Elena, get your bunda out of bed, you’ve got mail” Alaric shouted outside her room.
“It’s Sunday, I deserve one dia of feeling miserable” Elena muttered. The latch went down and Alaric entered the room. He walked to the cama and sank down.
“I know you’re hurt” he started. “But you can’t let him have this kind of power over you. You can’t stop living, because he’s a jerk”
Elena wiped her eyes and sobbed. “You’re right. I know you’re right” she said, getting up. “Does it still hurt?” she asked looking at Ric’s allied hand. Ric shrugged. “Not so much. It was worth it”
Elena got out of cama and put on her dressing vestido and slippers. “So, what’s this mail you were talking about?”
“Oh, right” Alaric said and he handed the newspaper to her.
“Mystic Falls Daily?” Elena frowned. “How is this mail for me?”
“Trust me, it is” Alaric said. Elena took the paper and opened it. As she opened it an envelope fell out if it and on her lap. She put the paper aside and picked up the envelope. She opened it, took the letter out and read it.

“My sweet Elena,

I can’t tell you how sorry I am for how I behaved last week. You were absolutely right to leave me. But I can’t just let you go. I have never loved anyone the way I amor you. You’re my missing link, I’m as good as dead without you I can’t promise I’ll be the perfect boyfriend, but I can promise I’ll try to do better.
You’ll probably rip this letter into little pieces, but before you do that, please remember that I amor you and not that long atrás you loved me back”

After reading, Elena felt short of words.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shown you this” Alaric said. He took the letter out of her hands and threw it in the bin.
“I’m going to get ready and then I’ll be downstairs” Elena said. Alaric nodded and left the room. As soon as he shut the door Elena pulled the letter out of the bin and lay down on the cama again. Her eyes on the words she pulled out her phone. She stared at the numbers, wondering what she should do. She sighed and put her phone away again. She decided to let Damon crawl in the dust a little longer.
encontro, data of Birth
5 September 1989, Geneva, Switzerland

Birth Name
Katerina Alexandra Graham

Nickname
Kat
KG

Height
5' 2" (1.57 m)

Trivia
Is half Liberian and half Russian.

Speaks French, Portuguese, Hebrew and Spanish.

Her father is the godfather of two of Quincy Jones' children.


Where Are They Now
(2010) Working on the Vampire Diaries in Atlanta, GA

Personal background

Graham was born in Geneva, Switzerland and raised in Los Angeles, California. Her father, Joseph, is Liberian, and her mother, Natasha, is Jewish of half Russian and half Polish ancestry.[4][5] Graham was born in Geneva, while her father...
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I heard a cough from the doorway and both I and Damon spun around. Stefan stood awkwardly in front of us, with a sympathetic smile on his face.
“Hey man. Look, I’m so sorry about that thing earlier…You know, the fight…” he said, looking at the floor. Damon walked toward him.
“It’s ok. But we’ve got bigger problems than ourselves at the moment. Katherine is back. She needs to be…disposed of…” Damon said the last to words with malice and it sent a shiver down my spine.
“But how? She’s older than us, therefore stronger. We can’t take her on alone, Damon.” Stefan reasoned....
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“Damon, Aunt Jenna will be back soon from her trip. How about helping me with dinner?” Aunt Jenna was going to be hungry after her journey home. She’d been away to see some of her friends in San Fransisco over the weekend and had hesitantly left the house under the care of Jeremy and I.
“Sure, why not.” And we both made our way to the kitchen. “So, what are we having?” I thought for a moment.
“Erm, I think maybe espaguete bolognese? You can start por chopping onions,” I said, throwing a couple to him from the bottom of the fridge. He caught them with ease.
“So where’s the...
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posted by _DarkPhoenix_
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles por Poe]

HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.

On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.

Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !






-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
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