Year: 2001
I sat on my bed staring at the ceiling. I did not want to go to sleep. I would not go to sleep. I was never going to go to sleep ever again. There was no one who could make me go to sleep.
"You're going to sleep. Now"
I scowled at my mom. I didn't have to follow her orders. I wasn't going to sleep.
"But mom! I don't want to!"
"Savannah, you're not going be able to stay awake tomorrow. An eight year old needs her beauty rest."
She was right. I was tired. But I was not going to sleep. I didn't want to have relive those scary dreams.
"I can't sleep mom. I've been having...these dreams… and they're weird and scary."
"What are they about?"
"They're different every night. But they always focus around this man. They call him a doctor or something and he lives in this blue box thing"
She looked at me and smiled, "Looks like you got a large imagination. All that stuff isn't real. It's just your mind playing tricks with you. How bout I read you a book, so you can fall asleep?"
So she read me a book and by the time she finished I slept soundly. That night I dreamt. I dreamt of the glorious doctor and his traveling companion.
Year: 2010
"So…. you say there is this man that goes by the name of 'The Doctor' and he travels in a blue box like thing with a companion, saving the universe from evil alien invaders?"
"Yeah. That's exactly what I'm saying"
I sat in the guidance counselor's office, wondering what the heck I was doing here. This was the fifth time this week my teacher sent me here. It was all because of these stupid dreams I was having. They wouldn't stop. I've had them ever since I could remember. Somehow they always seemed to get me in trouble.
The other day my teacher gave me detention for doodling during class. I was drawing out my dreams in cartoons, one method my physiatrist suggested. I would always tell my friends the adventures The Doctor would have in my friends… and I would always get in trouble for talking about them during class.
Ms. Bosworth looked at me with serious eyes, "Savannah, this has to stop. You're getting in trouble in class and your grades are dropping. This has gotten very serious." "But Ms. Bosworth!" I protested, "I can't help my dreaming. It's not my fault!" She pulled out a piece of paper from her desk drawer and began writing something on it. She handed it to me. It was a late note to my teacher. "Yes but you can help talking about them. Just don't talk about them anymore and everything will do fine." I sighed, got out of my seat and walked out of the room into the hallway. The bell rang and the hall was flooded with students.
I made my way to my locker and next to mine was my friend pulling out her books. Jamie was my best friend. We had went to school together ever since second grade. She was probably one of the only ones that I ever trusted.
"You got pulled into the guidance office again, huh?"
"Yup"
"And they still think you have mental problems?"
"Well of course they do. I'm going around school proclaiming the existence of a mad man that travels in a box. Why wouldn't they think I'm crazy?"
She shrugged and closed up her locker. She gave me this look she always gave me when she didn't know what to say. It was the look of pity, "Look, if they're causing you so many problems just don't talk about it. Problem solved". It was like she spoke to my counselor. Were people really tired of this?
I pulled my history books together and Jamie and I walked to class. History was boring as ever. I usually loved history but Mrs. Bluff wouldn't stop yapping about the Hundred Years War. She was obviously fascinated with it. As I was dosing off I felt something hit my back and I jolted myself up. Looking behind myself, I saw Katie Ballen and her evil minions chuckling. She pointed to under my feet and laying there was a crumpled ball of paper. I picked the paper up opened it up and read it. It read:
"It looks like Sam Kurner asked me to homecoming. Don't worry sweetie, I sure you can still find a date. What about your raggedy doctor? Why don't you go with him? He can take you in that BLUE BOX of his"
Katie knew I liked Sam. She was just dangling it over my head. I looked back at her and scowled. She reacted with a sly grin. I hated that girl. Ever since freshman year she was out to get me. In the beginning of sophomore year when I met Sam she started to pick on me a lot more. Maybe it was because she thought I was stealing her ex?
"Don't worry Savannah, I bet Sam never asked her. She's probably lying" Jamie told me as we walked out of the classroom. Jamie was probably right. Sam was a caring person. Why would anyone want to go to a dance with someone like her? We walked to our lockers. "Yeah you're right. It doesn't really matter anyways. I don't think I'm going to the homecoming dance this year." Jamie shook her head, "What? No, no you're going. Go with Edward." Yeah! Edward? I've known Edward since I was two. There was no way I would go with a dance with him. I smiled, being polite, "No it's okay. My parents probably want me home anyways." She sighed in defeat, "Well okay then. I'm going with Teddy. You're going to miss a lot of fun"
The rest of the day went fine. I kept my mouth shut like my counselor and Jamie told me. I returned home and as I entered the door I saw my mom at the table fiddling with papers.
"Hi Mom"
No answer.
"Mom? "
She just kept looking down at her papers and didn't even look up at me. "Okay then" I sighed as I began to walk to my room. "Hello honey! How are you? How was your day at school?" I sarcastically mimicked before throwing my backpack on my bed. I retreated back into the kitchen, flung open the refrigerator door and scanned through the packaged food. "What are we having for dinner tonight?" I called to my mom in the other room, this time hoping for a response. "Sorry Savannah, I wasn't even thinking about dinner tonight! Lisa called and wanted to go out to dinner. Dad has to stay late at work tonight. But I'm sure there is a TV dinner in the freezer you can have." The second heard that I wished that I hadn't hoped for a response. I disregarded any thought to reply to that. I locked myself in my room for the rest of the afternoon and did my homework then I went to bed. Little did I know that something amazing was going to happen.
I awoke to a loud crash that night. I figured it was a car accident. I got out of my bed and looked at my alarm clock.
1:23 am.
Both my parents weren't home yet because if they were they would be awake by the sound of the crash. I tiptoed into the living room and peered through the window but I saw nothing just a dark street with a lamp post on the verge of going out of light. "What is going on?" I whispered to myself. Directly after I heard my dog barking from the kitchen and I followed the sound. Sweet Pea sat infront of the backdoor barking uncontrollably. "What is it, girl?" I giggled and then I saw exactly what she was barking at. Outside, towards the backyard fence sat a large blue box.
It was him. He was real. How could this be? I slowly opened the back door and steped down the deck stairs, making my way to grass. Sweet Pea followed behind me, not barking, oddly. I stood there silent and amazed at what I saw. "My dreams were real. How could this be?" I thought. And then the door of the blue box slowly creaked open. A tall man stumbled out, gripping the exterior of the box. He looked wide eyed at me.
"Ello, do you by chance know where I am?"
"You're in my backyard"
The tone of my voice was a tad bit blunt but I was distracted by the fact that the man, the supposedly fictionous man, in my dreams was a real person. He looked at me with curious eyes. "Your voice. It sounds American" he asked. I laughed hysterically while he continued to look at me with confusion. "I am American. This is America".
"Blimey!" He shouted "America. How nice"
"Yeah America. Just another one of your stops, huh?"
His amazed expression faded from his face and turned into a rather serious one. He steped back in caution, "Excuse me?" I smiled, "You're the infamous Doctor. You've traveled to millions of places: New Earth, Starship UK, even Parallel Earth. This is just another stop of yours"
He looked shocked. "I'm sorry but…you seem to know me but I don't know you?" I totally forgot to introduce myself. "Oh, I'm Savannah" He looked at me with caution then he pulled out a metal like stick. It was his sonic screwdriver. He pointed at me and the light on the end flashed and buzzed.
"Who are you?"
"I told you who I was"
"Then how do you know me?"
"Well it's a long story"
He sat down on a nearby rock, "I have time" He smiled.
"Well" I sighed, "ever since I could remember I have been having these dreams. They're about you. About your adventures."
He smiled and giggled a bit, "That's not such a long story"
"Well I figured you would over react
He got off the rock and squatted down to pet my dog, "Believe me Savannah, I've seen way more weird things" I smiled, "I know" He motioned to me to follow him into the blue box. I did so and entered. I looked around. It was exactly like my dreams. He smiled and flung both his arms in the air "This is the-" I cut him off, "The TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. I know". I looked at him once again, he looked upset.
"You're not amazed?"
"I am."
"You don't look like it"
"Don't you want to go outside and take another good look at it and question whether it's bigger on the inside?"
"No I already know that"
He looked impressed, "Wow, usually people go mad when they come in here for the first time" I shrugged, "eh I have seen it in my dreams too much". An awkward silence fell upon us for a couple of seconds then The Doctor spoke up, "Now! Let's figure out why you dream about me so much". He rushed toward me and clamped his hands around my head.
"This won't hurt."
He closed his eyes and then I closed my mine. Suddenly excruciating pain came upon me. It was like a massive head ache. I screamed in agony hoping it would stop soon and it did and I collapsed on the floor. I wasn't quite passed out but I was aware that he was by my side hold me in his arms.
"I lied" He laughed, "I'm sorry"
"It's alright" I mumbled
Then everything went black after that.
