Mystic Fall-Personal Narrative

This isn’t an ordinary romantic story. This is a little different. It all started when my family moved to a small town called Mystic Fall. There we lived in a nice house with a big backyard. I loved it, the house was so simple and had a big porch for all of us to enjoy the nature. Life was amazing until college started and I had to back to college. Although it still wasn’t that bad, since I lived near I always drove home when my classes finished. The town folks were welcoming, they walked around with big smiles and waved at us when we passed by. This town wasn’t like any other place I’ve been to, their towns would be filled with gangs and murders and rape. But this town was clean. I didn’t see any violence here at all, although right in the middle of the town there was a huge fortified mansion with a lot of people in suits and a lot of people were armed. This mansion was magnificent, it was painted white with balconies and had a colorful yard with a big black gate.

I saw this beautiful girl in art class, it was kind of ironic since she was an art piece making another art. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was a brunette with high cheekbones and gorgeous face. She had a lean body and sparkling eyes. Her smile made the world smile. My words don’t do any justice to my angel. After seeing her, I followed her around for days. Just when you think she couldn't get any better she blows my mind. She is absolutely the most caring and kind person I’ve ever seen. She loves the simplest things, loves nature and especially animals. I couldn’t help it anymore, so I wrote her a letter expressing my feelings and without knowing I wrote it as a poem. I thought there was no way she would accept my love but it turned out she wanted to get to know me as well. I happy that day, I jumped around and screamed