Violet Harmon.

"Dad, someone's at the door," Violet called from the kitchen. When no one responded, Violet went to the window to find that her father's car wasn't parked in the driveway anymore, "Not like it would have been nice to let me know you were leaving or anything," She said to herself, before going to answer the door herself. She wasn't sure why, exactly, she decided to actually open it since the only people who came by were 1) her dad's crazy patients, who she wasn't allowed to talk with anyway 2) their new crazy neighbors or 3) crazy super fans who were way too interested in the murders that had happened in their house. 

"I hate this shitty town", Violet swore under her breathe, pushing her way through the stream of students who were flooding the hallways at the sound of the dismissal bell. Home had been bad enough, but in this new place the closest thing Violet had to a haven was her bedroom, but that was always at risk of being invaded by her parents. Not that she didn't love her mom, she did, but she was still pissed at her for forgiving her dad for his affair. And there was no way she was going to play along with their happy family charade.

She didn't get along with anyone at school, either, which meant that life was an endless loop of Violet wishing she was somewhere else. 

She sent a text to her dad, telling him that she'd be at school late because she was working on a project with some other kids, but really she started to wander about town, going nowhere in particular -- searching for some place that might serve as a haven from her crappy life. 

She wasn't sure how she ended up at the graveyard, exactly, but now that she was there she realized she liked the quiet -- and the gothic architecture of the small church. She picked her way carefully through the scattered headstones, casting glances of the names of the faithfully departed. 

She stopped short when she realized when she wasn't alone. Violet didn't know many people here, but she knew Elena Gilbert. Or rather, she knew of her. There were enough whispers about what had happened to her: to her parents. Despite all the times Violet had shouted to her dad that she wished he was dead, even Violet could sympathize with that.

She was scribbling in a notebook, propped up beside the graves that were clearly marked Gilbert and Violet had no desire to disturb her, but Elena looked up and saw her. Violet gave a slight smile, doubting that Elena knew who she was and she decided to leave her be when a black crow flew down and perched itself down on the grave next to Elena. 

Okay so Violet and her family live in a Murder House and it has like a million ghosts living there. At the moment, they don't know it (I mean they know about it's history, but don't have any evidence of ghosts yet), but it's on the "Murder House Tour"/kinda a tourist attraction, so I feel like the Winchesters might try to invent a reason to go to their house b/c they are both like "there's no way it's not haunted" b/c there's been like a million murders there, haha. :D