Disclaimer: I not own Doctor who, although I wish I did!
I sat up. My eyes are still red from all the crying. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell the Doctor? Oh geez. What am I going to tell the Doctor?
I can't just say the regular "Spoilers" and get on with life. He is most definitely going to freak out. Ha, he's probably going to throw a fit. I have to try my hardest not to laugh at the thought of him running around the TARDIS throwing things around, this is a serious matter.I promise myself that the next time I see the doctor, I'll tell him. Though, that could be months, or even years! I know now that I have to find him.
I stare at the little pink plus sign on the other side of my cell, where I threw that darned invention last night. I know it's right, that kind was crafted on Clom, and it is specifically designed to be correct 100% of the time. Great. So it really is no mistake. I'm surprised that they sell those at the store in storm cage. I guess it would be nice to let people know that they're pregnant. Although, it did lead to a fight once, some girl got mad at an inmate because she got pregnant. He defended himself saying that it wasn't entirely his fault she got pregnant. She got so mad at him, she punched him in the face so hard, his nose shifted all the way to the side, and it stayed that way. They call him Slant. Ha, I would of probably punched him so hard in his face, his nose would of fallen off.
I hide the pregnancy test between my mattresses so that the guards don't find out. The last girl who got pregnant, was taken away for nine months, and then they sent her baby off somewhere. I will never let that happen to my baby. I will most definitely keep my child. I decide to try to escape, maybe they will think it's just another one of those times where I leave for a few days, and come back.
I just know, that I have to see the doctor. Now