The girl sat at the window, watching as time passed by. Ticking away in the corner was a clock which seemed to turn all too quickly but otherwise the room was sparsely furnished, with only the hard wooden chair she sat in. Old floral wallpaper was peeling off of the cold walls and the window surround was cracking allowing the icy fingers of cold to creep into the room. Her long dark hair draped loosely across her face and she pushed it away in exasperation. She turned slowly staring coolly at the opening door. Nothing entered the room but she could hear voices from outside. She was sure they were discussing her. Someone stepped tentatively through the door and strode towards her. The visitor's warm hand was placed on her freezing shoulder. She turned to see a woman with a strained smile on her face. She spoke but the girl was so used to the solitary conditions that she couldn't understand what she was saying, but was appreciative for the company.
The woman sat at the window, watching as time passed by. The clock still hung in the corner but had ceased its ticking countless years before. Her hair had not ceased aggravating her by falling into her face. People came and left again, much like that woman all those years ago. Her chair had broken and so she perched on the windowsill waiting for something that was yet to come. But nothing ever did. Things never changed, she would sit there silently and just watch. There was nothing left for her here but she still stayed. No one knew why. She thought of her past and remembered that mad old man that she met when she was 14. Thinking of the adventures they had made her smile for the first time in a long time. She remembered his tiny little box that was big at the same time and laughed coarsely. That was the first she had laughed since well… she couldn't remember but it was good.
The old lady sat at the window, watching as time passed by. The clock was long gone and the room was caked in dust. Some of her silver hair fell to the ground; it was always doing that nowadays, falling out. She knew her time was coming and didn't need a clock to tell her so. She sat alone whilst time turned around her. Remembering the time she had spent with that man, she regretted none of it, nothing at all. She felt it was time to accept death's icy embrace. She stood up from the windowsill and faced the old wooden door. Closing her eyes she outstretched her arms as if greeting an old friend and she simply disappeared without a trace.
Ok if u guys like this then review and i might continue this back in time when she's actually with the doctor. Even if you dont want me to continue please review anyway :D