A Whooshing in the Night
Jenny was laying awake in her bed. She just couldn't fall asleep. She would be on the line between awake and asleep, and then all her problems would come back. What happened in the past year, she just couldn't forget it. It was always like this. Day in, day out. She hated it, but there was nothing she could do. She was thinking about it all when she hears a strange noise outside. There was the usual sound of cars going bye, but over that there was louder noise than the cars. It was a sound she couldn't place, no matter how hard she tried. It was a kind of whooshing noise. Confused, she went to go get her mom. In her mom's room there was a double bed. One side was flat, empty.
"Why should I wake her," Jenny mumbled to herself, "what can she do that I can't. Maybe if dad hadn't been taken away by strange things that mom keeps refusing to talk about." She started to teared up. "Stop you fool. Pull yourself together. This is not the time to get emotional. I got see what that noise was." Jenny, even though she was only twelve at the time, was brave and ready to take on whatever danger lied in the front yard. She popped on her hat and coat and went to see what the all the trouble was.
Outside she was even more confused than she was inside. There was a box, that she was certain wasn't there before. It has words on it, "police box" is what the words read. Was it a bomb, a robot, or worse? She had no way of knowing. She heard a sound from inside the box. A sound like footsteps.
"Come out and show yourself or I'll burn your box thing to ashes!" she lied, but she sure did wish it was true that she could burn the stupid box. The doors of the box flung open, and to her shock, out came a surprisingly friendly looking young man, his hands were up, though he did not look afraid. He was even weirder than the box, he even had a piece of celery pinned to his jacket. "I'm not here to hurt you, you know," said the strange man. "I'm The Doctor, and if you'll just let me be on my way…."
"You wish, mister." Jenny pulled out a gun. Or, at least it looked like a gun. It was really a water gun, but he didn't know that. She hoped he didn't. What she really hoped is she wouldn't have to shoot it. The Doctor sighed, and it was clear he was thinking "here we go again". Jenny escorted The Doctor to a walk-in closet. She shoved him inside and locked the door.
"Okay, let's get down to business," she said through the door, "Why were you in my yard, and what is that box thing?' she questioned through the door.
"Look, it's not important, can't you just let me go and be on my way?" said The Doctor, clearly annoyed.
"Nope, after you tell me I may consider releasing you but for now, don't even think about it," Jenny said in the manner of a gangster.
"You wouldn't believe me," The Doctor said in an even more annoyed tone.
"Try me," Jenny taunted. The Doctor told her everything. About the box, about him, about so many things. Jenny couldn't believe what she was hearing. Maybe he was right in saying she wouldn't believe him.
"Now can you please let me go, I am in really quite a hurry," said The Doctor. Jenny unlocked the door of the closet and The Doctor walked out.
"But please," begged Jenny "before you go, can you help me find out where my father…." Before Jenny could finish, a giant explosion outside interrupted her. It sounded like something crashing, hitting the ground, and then bursting into flames.
"Well that sounds like something interesting," said The Doctor, "Let's go take a look, shall we?"
"Sure! I mean," said Jenny, "I guess so."