The Doctor From My Bedtime Stories

by bakstar1996

Instead of stories like Peter Pan or Cinderella, Stephanie Pope was told stories about a man called the Doctor. She was told about his journeys through time and space, and how he saved planets and civilizations almost single-handedly. Now, at 19 years old, all she wants is to find him and go on those adventures herself. This is the story of when she got that chance.

1. I Noticed

All of my life, I heard stories about this man called the Doctor. He's this incredible creature: a Time Lord from a planet far away and long since gone. He goes around in his TARDIS- sometimes with friends, sometimes without (but mostly with) - saving planets and civilizations from monsters and demons. No one knows it, but he is the reason we are safe in this universe that we barely know anything about!

Night time before bed used to be filled with tales of the Doctor and how he defeated all sorts of things like Slitheen and Daleks and Sontarans. But, what enraptured me every time was that he never once used violence. He could've been facing the most dangerous threat that wouldn't even flinch if they killed an entire planet, but the Doctor never once let himself fall to their level. He would just use his TARDIS, sonic screwdriver, some help from friends and his mind. That's it. And with just that, he would save the world and that world would go on spinning, most of the people there not even aware that something happened.

But, that's how he likes it: being invisible. People don't find him and that's ok because the moment it all goes to his head is the moment it all falls apart. But my dad noticed, and he told me the stories. I noticed. I know. And I want to be there, right beside him. One day I will be. Until then, I'll be waiting in the one place he will always return to.