Disclaimer: Still don't own Doctor Who... but I'm workin' on it! ;)


Preface

I hid behined the stage... no one's going to come back here. There are no plays or anything going on, yet. I dug in my bag and pulled out the box cutter I had hidden in there. I clicked the blade up and pulled up my jacket sleeve to reveal all the scars I had, both fading and new. I brought the blade across my skin, quickly... my mother's drug induced state... my father's blows to my face... Each cut was for a reason. There was no way to let it all out and writing wasn't enough... after I had sliced up my arm, I broke off the blade and put the box cutter in my bag. I took out the bandages and wrapped it around my mutilated arm. I sighed as I leaned back against the wall, the dull tingling in my arm was the only thing I was feeling, besides the pain in being alone and the hatred felt towards my "parents". I sat there... skipping my 5th period... I don't know what else to do. I couldn't go home... all that would be waiting for me is my father in his drunken stupor, ready to beat me, and my mother, too drugged up to realize what he's doing to me. I pulled down my jacket sleeve and pulled out my sketch pad and pencils. I started sketching the Police Box in front of me... I've never seen this piece of stage prop here, before. I started getting warm, so I pulled off my jacket, no one's around to question my arm, so I'm safe... for now. I pulled out my IPod and started listening to Thoughtless by Korn, and starting singing along with it.

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies

Pushing all the mercy down, down, down

I wanna see you try to take a swing at me

Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground

Why are you trying to make fun of me?

You think it's funny? What the fuck you think it's doing to me?

You take your turn lashing out at me

I want you crying when you're dirty ass in front of me

All of my hate cannot be found

I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming

So you can try to tear me down

Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies

I'm above you, smiling at you, drown, drown, drown

I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me

And I'll pull the trigger And you're down, down, down

Why are you trying to make fun of me?

You think it's funny? What the fuck you think it's doing to me?

You take your turn lashing out at me

I want you crying when you're dirty ass in front of me

All of my hate cannot be found

I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming

So you can try to tear me down

Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming

All my friends are gone, they died (gonna take you down)

They all screamed, and cried

I'm gonna take you down Gonna take you down [x3]

All of my hate cannot be found

I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming

So you can try to tear me down

Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming

All of my hate cannot be found

I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming

So you can try to tear me down

Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming

At the end of the song, I looked up and saw my substitute teacher by the box.