Rose POV:
Today was just like any other day, birds were singing and the clouds were out. your typical Wednesday afternoon, well as typical as time travel with a 900 year old time lord can be.
"Arghh!" I screamed as I was slung across the TARDIS. "Sorry love, technical difficulties!" the Doctor yelled back at me trying to gain any control what so ever his chocolate brown hair that was seconds ago sticking up everywhere flopped onto his face. "UHM ROSE?! A LITTLE HELP HERE?!" he yelled at me over the wurring of the TARDIS engine. "UH YEAH, SURE! WHAT DO I DO?!" I asked running or sliding more or less over to him and pressing random buttons. "OH NO! NOT THAT ONE! OH GOD! HOLD ON!" he yelled falling to the ground and holding onto the control panel and with a big WURSHAM the TARDIS smashed into something, something big. I looked outside one of many TARDIS windows to see a black, vacant space. Then I saw a big white flash; it was over.
and that's when I woke up, on a hospital bed in the Looney bin, they say he's just a dream, just a mechanism my mind made up to cope with the death of my dad, but its not the emotions I feel with him are all too real, and im willing to prove it.