The Granddaughter of Sarah Jane
It was one of the worst days ever, when my grandma died. Her name was Sarah Jane Smith, and she was the best person ever.
My mom had cheated on my dad when I was five, and I don't see much of her now- serves her right, I never want to see her ever again. Dad was one of those people that you call workaholics. He worked for UNIT, and never rested from his work. He had to earn money so that we could live comfortably, and I always knew this, so my best friend and adult in my life was my Grandma Sarah. We baked cookies, drew pictures, played monopoly, all of the things that were normal. We also played with K-9, a gift from an old friend of hers. She told me stories, about how her old friend was an outer-space traveler, and how she used to travel with him in a funny blue box that's bigger on the inside. I never did get to meet him, until the day of her funeral.
She had been in the hospital since I was 17, and I was accustomed to living alone, but I missed her. About a year or two later, right before she died, I was visiting her. When I was about to go into her room, I noticed that there was a stranger in the room. He was tall, with thick brown hair, a tweed jacket, and a bowtie. Looked to be in his mid-twenties. I wasn't noticed, so I peeked in through the crack in the door to eavesdrop. He took an ID-looking thing and showed it to Grandma. She started to cry and said "Doctor, I don't have much time left. You have to promise me. Promise me that you'll look out for her. Luke is a good man, but he won't always be there for her." "I promise, Sarah," he said. "Her and K-9." He started to walk out of the room, and I panicked.
I quickly closed the door and went back to the waiting room, where he soon came. "Is it all right to go in now? I didn't want to intrude." He looked at me with his sad, seemingly ancient eyes, but he smiled bravely and said, "Yes, she's alright. Brilliant. What's your name, then?" "I'm Allyana, but if she mentioned me, then I'd be Ally." "Ally, please give K-9 a scratch behind the ears for me. I hope to see you soon."
Now, at her funeral, I saw that same man, wearing the same clothes, looking like he hadn't aged a day, seated in the front next to my father. He again pulled out that weird ID thing, and my father gasped, and gazed at him in wonder. I was seated a couple rows behind him, so I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but I knew that it was important.
Later, I mingled with her old friends. I met this really nice couple named Martha and Mickey, they said that they worked with her on some project with her. Their kid was 12, and her name was Rosie. She was a bit quiet, but she was a talented drawer. I also saw a handsome man named Jack- smooth talker, friends of Martha and Mickey's. They were all talking when I noticed the man was tearing up, looking at them and smiling hugely. Later, he pulled them aside and showed them that stupid ID thing again. Jack and Mickey's eyes widened, and Martha started to tear up. He gathered them in and did a group hug, but soon he was talking to them nonstop, but I don't think that they were catching up.
I knew that that man was strange, so I kept away, even though something told me that I needed to investigate. After the funeral, my dad pulled me aside and said, "Ally, I know that you are 18, a legal adult now, and you have your own life, but I need you to go with this man and live with him for a while. We found something out, and I want you to be safe. He'll take you to his home, and you are to live with him until the problem is solved." I was going to protest, but I knew that my dad has won practically every argument started against him, so I figured that I would just save my questions and annoyance for my new roommate. "Sorry to interrupt,' a voice said, "But is she ready?" "Yes, Mr. Smith," said Dad, "She just needs to get K-9." I turned around, only to find the stranger in a bow tie! "Pleased to meet you, Ally. Is it all right that I call you that? Well, I suppose it is, it being your name and all. Besides, Allyana is a bit of a mouth full... Allyana Christina Smith. Lovely name, though. How is K-9? I missed my doggie. All right-y then, enough of me talking. Off to the living space! She'll love you. She'll know just the place for your room."