Elena's Diary

Elena Gilbert's mother gave her a journal when she was ten years old. In Pilot, Elena accidentally left her diary, which was bound in light green leather, at the Mystic Falls Cemetery. Later, Stefan brought it to her at her home and told her he had a diary too.
Elena continued documenting facts and stories about her life in the diary, and how dating a vampire had awoken her to a world filled with danger, magic, and mystery. Jeremy, who was becoming suspicious that Elena was lying to him about Vicki and her death, found out he was compelled by Damon after he sneaked into her room to read her journal.
In Stand By Me, after Jeremy's death, Elena, having turned off her humanity, burned down the Gilbert house and her diary was destroyed along with everything else in the house.
In Monster's Ball, Elena started writing in her new diary. It was brown and made of suede fabric with pages sewn into it with a clasp.
In While You Were Sleeping, Elena, having realized that Katherine had written entries in her diary while she was a Passenger in her body about how much she loved having taken Elena's life, became so upset that she ripped her diary apart and threw it into the fireplace along with several other things in her college dorm room. She explained her behavior to Bonnie by saying that she was cleansing herself by throwing away anything Katherine ever touched.
In Resident Evil, in Stefan and Elena's visions of each other (caused by of Markos' spell), Elena's original diary was shown to be dark red leather instead of light green.
In Black Hole Sun, yet another new diary of Elena's was seen, this one made of light blue leather. Alaric pulled the diary out of a box full of Elena's Damon-related belongings and gave it back to her so she could read the entry she wrote to herself prior to having her memories of Damon compelled away by Alaric. Also included in the journal was a strip of photo-booth photographs of Damon and Elena.  
==Entries==
*Dear Diary: Today will be different. It has to be. I will smile, and it will be believable. My smile will say, "I'm fine, thank you. Yes, I feel much better." I will no longer be the sad little girl that lost her parents. I will start fresh, be someone new. It's the only way I'll make it through.
*Dear Diary: I made it through the day. I must have said " I'm fine, thanks " at least 37 times, and I didn't mean it once. And no one noticed. When someone asks "How are you?" they really don't want an answer.
*Dear Diary: I was wrong. I thought that I could smile and nod my way through it, pretend like it would all be okay. I had a plan, I wanted to change who I was, create a life with someone new. Without the past, without the pain. Someone alive. But it's not that easy. The bad things stay with you. They follow you. You can't escape them, as much as you want to. All you can do is be ready for the good, so when it comes, you invite it in. Because you need it. I need it.
*Dear Diary: This morning was different. There's change. I can sense it, feel it. For once, I don't regret the day before it begins. Because I know I will see him again. For the first time in a long time, I feel good.  I tried. I want so much to make things right but every instinct in my body is telling me to be careful. What you don't know can hurt you.
*I would write... Dear Diary: Today I convinced myself it was okay to give up. Don't take risks. Stick with the status quo. No drama. Now is just not the time. But, my reasons aren't reasons, they're excuses. All I'm doing is hiding from the truth and truth is that... I'm scared, Stefan. I'm scared that if I let myself to be happy for even one moment that... the world's just going to come crashing down, and I... I don't know if I can survive that.
*Dear Diary: I am not a believer. People are born, they grow old, and then they die. That's the world we live in. There's no magic, no mysticism, no immortality. There is nothing that defies rational thought. People are supposed to be who they say they are, and not lie or hide their true selves. It's not possible. I'm not a believer. I can't be. But, how can I deny what's right in front of me? Someone who never gets old, never gets hurt. Someone who changes in ways that can't be explained. Girls bitten. Bodies drained of blood.
*Dear Diary: I know its been a while. A long while. I haven't needed... I haven't wanted to write this stuff down, but I don't want to say it out loud either. The thing is: I'm a vampire, and I hate it. I feel hopeless, depressed, angry... but most of all, I'm scared. Part of me just wants to end it, but then I think of Jeremy. I'm all that he has left, so I need to find a way through this. No matter what it takes.
*Dear Diary: Today I did the thing I was most afraid of. I lost control. I killed someone. I used to think the worst feeling in the world was losing someone you loved, but I was wrong. The worst feeling is the moment that you realize that you've lost yourself.
*Dear Diary: Do you ever get sick of me writing about death? It's been four days since Bonnie died—or four days since I found out Bonnie died. She wanted me to go back to school, so here I am, back at school—studying, going to class, trying to move on like everyone else. Stefan had it easiest. He doesn't even remember Bonnie. Not that anybody has seen him except for Caroline, who's back with Tyler... He's been a healthy distraction for her, to say the least. And I've adopted my own distraction—Dr. Wes Maxfield. My roommate was killed by a vampire, and Dr. Maxfield covered it up, and I'd like to know why. Besides, the more I have to think about, the less time I have to miss Bonnie.
*Dear Diary: I love my life. Seriously, becoming Elena Gilbert is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I finally have everything I ever wanted. I'm young, healthy, gorgeous. Everyone loves me. But best of all, I'm a vampire again. So, rest in peace Elena. Thanks for giving me your perfect life. And, now that I've corrected the single worst decision you've ever made—falling in love with Damon Salvatore—I'm gonna win back the one thing I've always wanted. This entry was written by Katherine, while she was possessing Elena.
*Dear Diary: Spent the day on the road with Stefan. Although, the highlight was our little pit stop at the hotel, I had to wash up after "accidentally" getting grease on my shirt. So, rest in peace, favorite shirt. But I'd say it was worth it. You know when you want something really bad and you put that energy into the world and you get what you want? That's exactly how I am with Stefan... The rest of this entry is unknown. This entry was written by Katherine, while she was possessing Elena.
*Dear Me: If you're reading this, then someone spilled the beans about your selective memory loss. My money's on Caroline. Yes, you loved Damon. You loved him with a passion that consumed you, and then when Damon died, the void he filled was too deep. Too dark. Facing an eternity without your soul-mate, you went off the deep end. You turned into someone that you weren't: a monster. Alaric can restore your lost memories. All you have to do is ask. But, I hope that you don't. I tried it the other way, and... I didn't see an end to the pain. I want you to rediscover yourself, in the absence of the one that defined you. If you feel any hope for the future at all, then you're already better off. You've been given a chance to start over. I want you to take it. I want you to be happy.
*Dear Diary: After med school, I came home to Mystic Falls. It felt right. It's where I want to grow old. And that's my life. Weird, messy, complicated, sad, wonderful, amazing, and above all—epic. And I owe it all to Stefan. When I met him, I had lost my parents. I was dead inside, but he brought me back to life. And I'm going to live it as best as I can, for as long as I can.
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==See also==
Category:The Vampire Diaries (series)
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Category:Gilbert Family
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