I am Sally I am but three tonight my daddy wants to murder me.

I ran into the shadows trying to find a hiding spot.

I see the knife gleaming and the growl of my daddy.

I run again.

I try to connect to him. Like the woman said.

Just wish and plead, I tell myself.

I see the knife and he yells.

Think of stars and space, smiles and laughter.

I nearly trip over a bottle of alcohol.

Please, he's going to kill me!

I step on broken glass and blood spills.

He sniffs and I can feel his smile.

He smells my blood and he will come.

I don't want to die! Not today!

I don't want the angels singing my name.

I don't want to lie on the clouds just yet.

I want freedom!

I close my eyes once again.

Doctor!

Arms wrap around me and I scream.

I expect a hit.

I thought I was going to see blood.

I thought I was going to see the angels.

But no, I see a smile on man's face and old eyes.

I smile, he's here for me!

He says, "Run!"

I see the anger when the knife gleams.

I see sadness when he looks at me.

I run despite my pain.

But his hand comforts me all the way.

I see light once I'm out of the dark house.

But a blue box catches my eyes.

I ask what it is.

He says it is a time machine.

He takes me inside.

I cannot believe what's in front of me!

He's about to take me back.

I scream and plead,

"I don't want to be an orphan!"

He frowns and sighs.

He hugs me tight.

He tells me I am not ready,

I am not of age,

I am only a little girl with a mad daddy.

I cross my arms and stay put.

I tell him words that the woman told me.

I am Sally, I am but three I must come with you because you saved me.

He tells me again,

I am not ready, I am too young.

I smile like the devil and take off on a run.

He yells and takes off after me.

I soon get lost.

I grow tired.

A door opens.

I smile.

I climb up onto the bed.

I close my eyes as the Doctor runs in.

I feel myself falling asleep.

But I hear the Doctor whisper more words:

"Sally you are but three, but you will come see the stars with me."

Um…hi.

I was at school when Stars (My sister) and I quickly wrote this down. This was meant to be a short little poem for a friend but it quickly turned into a random Doctor Who poem when we got home.

Sorry it's not great; I just wanted to post something different from my other one-shots.

Why it is called Run with me Sally...well Stars and I created a organial story called Run with me Sally that was for our class project and it was a Doctor Who based story...hehe...

*JACKIE*