Memories
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The Doctor hated these moments,never knew what to do when it happened...he was bored. It's always difficult traveling through space with no one to talk to. So he paced around the TARDIS wondering what to do. He thought for a minutes then he finally thought of something. He went to one of the biggest room in the TARDIS: the closet. He went in there not knowing what he would find. He went searching and searching till he picked something up. It was his flute that he played during his second life. " I remember this!" the Doctor said out loud. Of course he had forgotten how to play it but he kept it out. He then went searching again. He went through clothes, gadgets, till he found his old frilled shirt with his smoking jacket. " Why did I ever wear this?" he asked himself. He put it back on the rack and continued his search. He then shouted, " My scarf!" He grabbed his old long scarf and put it on,he also put on his long coat that he often wore with it. Looking at his coat and scarf he said, " I've missed you." Putting his hands in his pockets he felt a bag of some sort, he pulled it out and looked in it, " Jelly babies!" he shouted. He grabbed a couple and ate them, " Might need to but some more." he said. He continued looking around with his old clothes still on. He then came to his celery pen attached to his old cricket like suit. He also found the hat with it that he used to wear, " Not bad." he said. " Just lose the celery." Next he came to the most, awful,and disgusting outfit that he ever wore.
It was his bright and very different colored suit, accompanied with his different colored umbrella in it's holder on the floor. The Doctor looked at it with disgusted and moved on. He then spotted his long coat along with one of his other old suits that consisted of all dark colors. He then came to a section that he did not remember to well it was a Victorian like suit that the Doctor pondered at for a moment. It looked quite interesting, " Not bad." he said. " Don't remember it though." He then moved on again hoping to find another great. He spotted his black leather jacket with some boots, " I never liked this." He said. He then realized that he came to the last part and stood in front of everything. All the memories of his past selves suddenly went through his head. All the adventures,all his friends and all the great times. He then began to wonder if it was all worth it since he had lost so many people in his long,long life. " Absolutely." He said to himself. "What great memories." he said at last as he walked out.