Dear Diary,
i saw him today, the deadly angel. he looked at me with his evil eyes and somehow i know that deep down he's not a monster. if i could just prove it to my self that he'll return i'll be able to live. The doctor they call him, the oncoming storm. he seems to travel in time and space and somehow thats possible, but i don't know how
they will all return and we will be ready, we will fight with him, fight beside him to destroy them once and for all. they wont know what hit them. i will watch their dust blow away in the wind and so will he. then we will leave and continue his journeys and leave the human race behind us. the evil wont follow but the sadness will. his hearts will be full of regret as he turns back to take me with him and i will give up my humanity to join the man that will come and save us. but for now i remain human, i remain the same little girl that wanted to reach the stars. and i will continue to hope and dream of the day he comes to save me and the rest of the planet.
i put my notebook down and sighed. the wind suddenly picked up and a police box appeared. i climbed in side only to realise "its bigger on the inside" i whispered. i finally knew where i was the day has come "doctor!" i shouted and humanities saviour came out of the shadows to great me. "hello sarah-jane" i ran over and fell ointo his arms. "it's good to see you again doctor, what have you been doing?"
"oh you know, this and that, met shakespeare, The cybermen came back and went" he trailed off "but more importaintly what have you been doing"
"about the same, the slitheen came back" The doctor let out a laugh.
"I remember them, that was lifetimes ago"
