My Love, The Doctor
By
Sian young
My name is Rose Tyler and when I was nineteen, I met this wonderful man called The Doctor. He was a time traveling alien, with a magical box that was bigger on the inside. I ran away with him, we had many exciting adventures. We saw Daleks, Cybermen, the Slitheen; I even saw the end of the Earth. Gas aliens, some creepy gas mask children; we met the queen of England and a werewolf alien. I even got to meet my father who died when I was an infant, then again in an alternate world where I was never born. We also met the "devil", or that's what he called himself. The point is we had many great adventures, but it all came to an end when the Cybermen and the Daleks fought to conquer Earth. The Doctor managed to send them all to the void between worlds, but just before the void closed I got caught and almost sucked in, my father from the alternate world saved me and brought me back with him. But, then the voice closed and I was forever separated from The Doctor by a massive, black, void, I got to see him one last time, when he sent me an image of himself through a crack that was slowly closing. I told him something I had wanted to say for two years, that I loved him. But, before he could reply the voice closed and he was gone…forever.
It's been five years since that day. My mom is very happy; she has her husband back, and a cute little six year old girl to raise. Her name is Crystal, and she has long, curly, blonde hair. With Mickey being back in the original Earth, it's just me now. I have just been living my life, the way I did before The Doctor. I got a job and do the day in and out of a boring schedule.
I spend most of my time with my sister, she's very cute and I love her to death. We spend all our time together and when we go out, people confuse me for her mother. What with her hair being like mine. I still dream about The Doctor, and when I'm sad I tell Crystal stories of our epic adventures. She's quite the artist, she loves to draw me pictures of the stories I tell her. And pictures of other things, that she seems to think will come true, not that they do. All though sometimes something happens that resembles the things in her pictures, but they aren't real, right?