I had been living in the Simple little town of Windale my whole life. Thirty-two years to be exact. I never thought I would ever leave, let alone be forced out. They told me it was all my fault. I guess I owe it all to the change. It’s not my fault I fell in love with a vampire.

It’s something I never thought would happen to me. I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would ever find love, let alone with someone like him. I fell in love with him instantly, no compulsion required. I loved him but my family didn’t. It’s not customary in our community to even converse with the vampire species.

I didn’t care what they thought was best for me. Only I will decide for myself what’s good for me. We had planned to run away with each other and enjoy the rest of eternity being madly in love. But my community and my family had other plans. Evil plans to be precise.

They knew where our meeting spot in the woods was located and was already ready to meet him when he arrived. I told him to meet me there first and wait, I shouldn’t be that long. They must have spewed all their hatred towards him at once before setting him on fire. I could see the big clouds of smoke fuming from the woods before I even left the house.

Their plan was to set the vampire on fire and claim it was for my own good. For the good of the community. However the flames grew out of hand and immediately torched them and half the woods, killing most of the magical witches in town. The very few that survived claimed it was all my fault. I was the one responsible for killing half the witches of Windale because I fell in love with a vampire.

They warned me that if I didn’t leave the town of Windale, they would have to punish me the same way my fellow witches perished. I didn’t hesitate. I was already planning on leaving my hometown on my terms. It just hurts that I’m being banished and never to return.

It was our plan to run away and live happily forever after. Just a witch and her vampire leaving it all behind holding onto their love. Now I leave alone with nothing but grief.