(Diana's POV)
I was walking home from school, daydreaming about the same thing like always, a man who called himself "The Doctor" I was sure I had seen him before, but every time I told someone they would just think I was crazy... The only people who would actually listen to me were my parents. They loved to hear my stories about me and The Doctor travelling to different places even though they always said it was all just in my head. I always described The Doctor as a man in his mid Thirty's, with brown hair, brown eyes that sparkled like millions of twinkling stars, he always wore a suit, red converse, a long brown trench coat and carried a strange device called a Sonic Screwdriver.
I am always being told he is just a figment of my imagination like an imaginary friend. I don't have any friends so I am kinda a loner at school. I mostly sit in the library and write stories about the Doctor and all our adventures we go on.
I get home throw my backpack on the floor and run up to my room where I usually spend most of my time. My parents aren't home yet, they are still at work and my little sister Victoria is at her dance practice till six o'clock. I decided I was gonna take out my laptop and tablet and draw The Doctor and his TARDIS. The TARDIS was his time machine she was a dark blue box, with 2 windows and disguised herself as a Police box. The box was very small on the outside but when you walk inside her she is much bigger on the inside. The TARDIS was so big that she had a swimming pool, library and over millions of rooms. If she felt anyone was a threat she would change the rooms and make it so your in a giant maze and you won't ever make it out. I loved the TARDIS she was amazing she would take you anywhere through time and space! And here is where my story begins...