"Hey mom. Life is great, and college is amazing, in case you were wondering." I sigh into my phone, "And I know you're too busy to actually wonder or to even pick up your phone to listen to this... And maybe you're wondering why I'm leaving a voicemail, or many, and well it's because... I'm going travelling. 

I know, crazy right? It was sudden and unexpected, and not really my choice..." I delete the voicemail and hang up, calling again. "Hey, mom, it's me. Your youngest daughter, who's dead." I huff in frustration, deleting the voicemail for what felt like the eighth time.

"Hey mom, I'm out soul searching-"

"Hey, what's up mom, in case you were wondering, I'm dead-"

"Mom, I've going to the mountains in search of life because I'm a traveler. No, but in all honesty, I got kidnapped by a traveler and got blown up five seconds later-"

I hit myself mentally. Seriousness isn't my specialty. I delete another draft of a voicemail.

I sigh again, redoing the voicemail again, "Hi, mom, it's me... I know, it's been four months since I last called and I honestly don't know what to say to make things easier. But, I do want to say is that I'm okay. I'm okay and I'm healthy. I'm out of town, and this may be the only time you'll hear from me, for a while, but I just want you to not worry, though I bet that's not possible.

But, anyways, I want you know I love you, I'm okay, and I'll be home soon. I'll be there, mom, I promise you. Bye." Satisfied with the voicemail, I hang up and look at my phone as it turned off, signalling that it was dead. Great. I laid down in the grass, trying to come up with a idea out of here.

Plan 1• speed out of here like the flash when time travels

Plan 2• make myself scream until a portal comes

Plan 3• give up

And in the end, I chose plan three. I frown as the solar eclipse comes again. That's all this place does, have solar eclipse, and it sucks. I sit up and look ahead, at my house. It's still the same, though just a pale color with a grey roof.

I groan, as I stand, dusting off my shorts, only to cringe as I got grass stains. Wind around me picks up, and I pull back the strands of my hair out of my face, walking back to the Salvatore house.

I hum to Madonna, seeing as it got stuck in my head from when I went grocery shopping with Bonnie. Speaking of, I dig in my bag and pull out a bag of doritos, munching on it happily, as I walk down these quiet streets. I eat the bag until I felt nauseas, so I put the bag away, realizing I'm by the boarding house already. 

I walk down the parking lot, only to stop when I hear snapping in the distance. My head instantly turns towards the noise, the wind becoming more furious, making me shiver. 

What the hell?

I end up feeling more psychotic than I already am, so I turn back to the house, only to be knocked down by a large force. 

"Humph." I grunt as my butt skidded against the pavement, along with my hands, with I already know has scrapes and cuts, by how I fell. "Damon, how many times have I told you to stop doing-" I stop mid-sentence when I look up to see that it wasn't Damon.

"Well, hello there. I'm Kai, nice to finally meet you, Rowan." 

"What?"