April 17, 1853

Damon (12) Stefan (6) and Elizabeth (2) stood in the kitchen making cookies. Elizabeth happily rolled the dough into balls and placed them on the cookie sheet. There father walked in through the door and all three children ran to him.

"Father!!" They shouted.

"You are home!!" Damon and Stefan hugged him and Elizabeth ran around them trying to hug him.

"Hey!! Not funny guys!! I wanna hug too!!!!" Giuseppe let go of his sons and scooped up his daughter.

"Hello Elizabeth." She grinned at her father.

"Father, were making cookies for Mothers birthday tommarow!!"

"Thats fantastic! Now your mother will have the best birthday ever!!" Giuseppe spun Elizabeth around in the air. She shreeked then giggled when she was put down. Damon looked at his little siblings once there father left the room.

"Stef, Lizzie, do you guys want to taste the cookie dough?" The two little Salvatore siblings looked up at the eldest.

"Is it good?" Stefan asked. Damon nodded, a miscivious glint in his eyes. The three siblings each took a little and ate it. 

"Mmmm...." Elizabeth smiled. "Its good." Stefan and Damon nodded and they all finished making the cookies.

November 3, 2011 

Jeremy and I stood in his kitchen, making dinner for us two, Stefan, and Elena, while they were at the grill. 

"So Eliza do you belivie in vampires." I froze, and kept chopping letuce like it didn't face me.

"Well no.. not realy..." I said lamely.

"Really? Because I heared some pretty interesting things yesterday, when you butt dialed me." I metaly cursed my phone. You good for nothing piece of...

"Like.. what?"

"Oh nothing realy.. exept- ow!" He looked at his hand that he cut with the knife, then at me. He stuck it towards me.

"Get that away from me!"

"Why? You don't want some?" I felt my fangs come out. I hid my face.

"Stop it!" He held it closer. 

"Come on, Elizabeth. I know your a vampire."

"No I'm not!!"

"Then show me your face!" I tried to calm down but it didn't work. So I pulled my hands from my face and faced him. He gasped.

"Ok, you got me. I'm a vampire. You can go run and scream now." Jeremy picked up a rag wiped the blood off his hand, and walked towards me. His fingers grased the veins on my face. My breath hitched and I leaned into his touch and moaned softly as my fangs went away.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you hide it?" My eyes shot open and I stared at him.

"Youre kidding, right?" He shook his head. "Why would I tell you Jeremy? What do you think I could of just gone up to you and said, Hey my name is Elizabeth and I'm a vampire! I never do that. No one EVER finds out. I never get to have friends for more then two years before they start noticing nothing about me is changeing! I don't get older! I'm stuck as a stupid 13 year old for life."

"I'm sorry." He said trying to hug me. I pushed back.

"Leave me alone!" I felt a tear run down my cheek and quickly wiped it away.