Hello. My name is Clara Ameila Williams, i'm a seventeen year old girl. I grew up hearing stories of a man. A mad man with a blue box that can travel through time and space. A man with suspenders and a bow tie, who loved to have fun. A Time Lord who had lost everything in the Great Time War against a race called the Daleks. A man who had two hearts and was the last of his kind. I've dreamt about him every night since I turned sixteen.
I've heard about the Doctor since I was born. Ever since then i've believed in this man. No matter how many people at school think i'm weird or different. But the thing is, I am different. My parents and little sister don't think so, but at school i'm an outsider.
But one night, that all changed.
It was a dark but clear night. My curtains were opened so I could look at the stars. I've always wanted to get a closer look at their beauty, but that was impossible. The house was quiet and my alarm clock blinked 1:14 am. It was useless trying to fall asleep. I had to be woken up at six to go to my little sister, Lily's ballet resideal. Why it was at seven, I had no idea. Lily is ten years old. She was told the same stories about the Doctor as I was but she is starting to outgrow them, while I hang onto them.
The night bursted to life when I saw a light flicker and loud VHROOMP, VHROOMP sounds broke the air. I was wondering what they were, so I went to the window, my heart pounding for what I might see. But I saw nothing.
I went back to bed and sighed, now that my blood was pounding through my veins, I would never sleep. Then I heard a buzzing noise and the lock to the front door click. The door slowly opened. I carefully crawled to the door and peeked out into the living room. Standing in our living room was a man! I quickly grabbed my phone, dailing my mum's cell phone. She answered on the third ring. "Aoy!" she tiredly said into the phone with her Scottish accent. "Mum, there's someone in the house," I whispered into the phone. "You're hearing things," she said, unconvensited. "Well I'm looking right at him" I whispered back. She sighed loudly. "I'll check it out," she said, hanging up.
After about a minute, the light flipped on, shining light throught the house. I heard my mum gasp and drop the bad she was holding.
She kept a bat in the house so she could release her anger on someone who broke in.
"Doctor?" she whispered. "Pond!" he called out, hugging her. "Shhh! My kids are sleeping" she whispered, laughing as she hugged him back. "Even little Pond?" he asked. I assumed they were talking about Lily. Was this the Doctor that I've dreamt about? I could only see the back side of him so I couldn't tell. Was this my Doctor?
"You're little Pond is now seventeen," my mum said. My jaw dropped. I knew this man? He looked to only be in his 20s! The man's jaw dropped too. "Seventeen! I told her I would be at her fourth birthday party!" he said, checking the watch on his wrist. "You're a little late," Mum laughed.
I decided that this was my time. I quietly stood up and stepped out behind him, into the living room. I stood there for about thirty seconds, listening to him mumble about stuff, my mum saw me and smiled, nodding her head, telling me to go ahead and make my move.
I stepped on the creaky floor board and the man spun around, looking me up and down. His jaw dropped, making my mum laugh. "Clara ?" he asked, not sure if it was really me.
I was sure it was the Doctor now. He had that silly bowtie and tweed jacket. Just like in my dreams. I was so happy to finally see him in front of me. I wasn't weird! I didn't believe in this imaginary man, he was real!
I laughed, tears in my eyes as I hugged him tightly. "Doctor," I half laughed/half cried into his nice tweed. He hugged me back tightly, rubbing my back. He rememebered me, even if I didn't remember him. I smiled as he took a hold of my shoulders and pulled me back so he could get a good look at me.
"I'll leave you two to catch up," my mum said, yawning as she stood up. "Good night mum," I said, not taking my eyes off the Doctor. "Night Amelia," the Doctor said, his eyes glued to my face.