I sat on the bench watching people pass by, finding nothing better to do with my time. I watch as a little girl walks pass holding hands with her mother and I could not help but watch them exchange smiles and laughs. I found my eyes starting to water and decided to look elsewhere.
I guess it would be rude not to introduce myself. I'm Mia. I'm about as average as they come. I have short brown hair, almost like a guys, and brown eyes. My skin isn't perfect and I am about as pale as they come. People often tell me I look like I am a ghost for how pale I am. Do I look at other girls and envy them? Sure I do. Though, most of all, I just wish my life was different. I lost my mother in a car accident when I was twelve. It's been six years since that gruesome day. She was the only person I had in my life. I had to grow up on my own from that point on. I live with a relative now but they don't seem to give me the time of day. I learned that life is tough and we have to learn often on our own have tough it really is.
You may wonder how I have made it this far without completely falling into depression and giving up and I can say there is simply one thing keeping me going, the doctor. I discovered a show a few years back talking about the wonderful man in the blue box who sweeps people away on unheard of adventures. This man is the one person I wish to meet. I use to wish each night that he would come for me and take me away from this place….this life and show me what I have truly been missing. Most just think I am crazy but one day my wish did come true. This is a story about how I came to meet the doctor.