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Sat at my desk, I quickly turn and look at the crack in my door I caused earlier from getting angry with my step-mother, Clara. I wasn't meant to do it, I just got angry because she's getting married and I swear the woman she is getting married to is controlling her.

My name is Melody Oswald, I'm not exactly related to Clara but she is my grandmother in truth, but I was born and then I died, and then I regenerated and then I died and regenerated again. I'll explain this all later.

This story starts with the Daleks, a species Clara says, they have plungers and look like upside down salt shaker things, well she told me this earlier, so I'm not taking it word for word, but as I sit here I start to think weather they actually exist. In my world I don't know what is real, I have a bad temper which apparently I get from my mother, who has left me on my own with Clara.
My mother is called Olivia, Olivia May Oswald, and yes she is Clara's child but sick and twisted. Olivia left me to die when I was a baby, she left me or gave me away to Madame Kovarian so I could die and this is where it gets's interesting... Because I can't die, well I can but I don't die the way humans do, no, I cheat death, I regenerate.

Yeah I don't know much , but what I do know is that I've made plenty of mistakes in my life, I've hurt too many people I love and I don't even know if my dad cares anymore, he is the Doctor, yes he's an alien too, he used to be a nice alien but whatever happened to that... Anyway, I'm Melody Oswald and this is not your normal book or story you would read, I'm telling you now.

My original grandfather, used to do terrible things to Clara and Olivia you can't even imagine the pain they have been through, but Olivia these days is such a spiteful cow, I don't even know why I bother, I don't know why I bothered helping her, maybe I helped her because she was my mother but with Clara I could trust her and believe me we have basically sailed in the same boat as each other. We've been tortured and hurt and we've had court trials and I've been executed, by now you may be thinking, "Why the hell is she writing her life story?" Well it is my life story but if you carry on reading and choose not to ignore it, welcome but if you stop reading I swear you are missing out because tonight I'm starting to write this because I've been down, very down recently and I still am.

My name is Melody Oswald and this, well...

This is Page one.

Chapter 2

I wake and turn gently over to check my clock, "6:30am" I mutter. I slowly stand up and go to my desk and line up all the papers and put my pens and pencil's in a pot, but today I decide seems as I was getting the silent treatment earlier on yesterday, I feel it is suitable for me to give Clara the silent treatment for today, considering the fact last night I was giving Clara advice on what to wear for her night out.

She is getting married soon, to her mate, Nina. Now many of you reading will think getting married to a woman is wrong but many would say it's a part of life but right now I feel the same way you do too, so you're not on your own, to be honest it feels like crap. I got shouted at yesterday for not obeying Clara or it's the other way around, a bit. I did hit her the previous day and keep her hostage for some time and attack her, but it isn't my fault her girlfriend is a control freak and Clara can't see bloody past it, she doesn't believe me and to top it all off she called me a pig and a cow, you probably don't know who to feel sorry for, me or Clara, but honestly all of this is Clara. Clara is twenty and I'm twenty one, confusing right?

My mum I think, Olivia she killed me, I was in hospital and I remember waking up in Clara's house, Olivia...Olivia don't talk to me about her no respect whatsoever. Honestly you have no idea how I feel every morning waking up knowing my 'Mother' is, is slagging me off behind my back. Nina is the control freak and like I said and I will keep saying it NINA IS THE CONTROL FREAK AND I DON'T LIKE IT! I just have to go along with it or I get thrown out, so I'm staying put.