It all began while I was a young whipper-snapper at elementary school. Aside from Alec, Amy seemed to be among the few that didn't see me as a freak or a nerd.

It was an enjoyable experience, to put it mildly.

Over the following weeks, she started telling me, as well as Alec, the story of the man she called the 'Raggedy Doctor'.

She said that he always seemed to arrive at the right time and that he appeared in a telephone box from the 1960s decorated with police motifs. She described his appearance to the letter, including his costume and bow tie, his accent, his facial appearance and anything in between.

Furthermore, she was adamant and persevering in believing that he was her Christ and she soon led us to believe the same ideas.

While this was all happening, I discovered my feelings for Amy but soon I learned of Alec's illness, and it took a big toll and a much more permanent one when I was present for his death.

To say that those were difficult times is the euphemism of the century.

I wasn't sure I understood everything that was happening around me. I struggled with it every day after I lost my friend and I knew it was something I wouldn't wake up from. Not only that, I had no intention of giving up my hope that at last I would see the light at the end of the tunnel. That light at the end of the tunnel was there in front of me, but it was something I wasn't aware of for a long time. That Amy was in fact the light I was seeking.

Amy struck up a friendship with another student named Melody. That's when I didn't see much of Amy for a while because of her frequent company with her new friend. Soon, Melody and I listened to Amy as Alec and I used to. Other than her obsession with the 'Raggedy Doctor', she was profoundly interested in the Roman occupation of Britain. This is where I, Amy and Melody became very close and ultimately best friends.

The stories of the 'Raggedy Doctor' became much more intriguing and fascinating, they often integrated into my imagination. At this point I never knew the man, but I had the impression of knowing him my entire life. He once told her of a soldier known as the 'Lone Centurion' who had waited over a thousand years for Pandorica to open, The Centurion turned out to be an Auton, who believed himself to be real.

Our concepts are, I would say, absurdly narrow and few with respect to the five senses of which we pretend to know everything, but in reality we know nothing. I came to the conclusion that the 'Raggedy Doctor' was in fact our desperately needed Saviour of the world. I came to regard Melody as the big sister I never had, but I didn't have the slightest idea how wrong I would have been. She would turn out to have an important role in my life and not one I would ever have imagined. Nevertheless, this was not present at that particular time, I was just happy that my life was starting to have a little order in the chaos of the loss of Alec.

It was around this time I think that Amy started getting me to dress up as the 'Raggedy Doctor', I wasn't a willing participant at first, but I began to enjoy it as not only did it take my mind off things, but it would put a smile on Amy's face and that smile would light up my day. It was the first time in a certain period of time that I felt a certain normality, as we sometimes say.

Even after all these years, I still love that crazy red-headed Amelia Jessica Pond. Gosh, thinking back on it, I remember how Alec used to tell me not to chase Amy and that there was a barrage of girls out there, but even way back then I knew there was only one, and it was her. No girl can compete with her.

Over the next few years, Amy and Melody became far more significant than I thought.

I remember one instance fondly in particular, it was when I was maybe 13 maybe 14 you know what let's just say I was in my early teens. And it was the last day of school for the summer holidays, the three of us were in the local park. The sky was a light aqua and it was so hot that wearing our compulsory school ties made us feel as if we were suffocating. I'm not entirely sure just how other people were there, but what I do know without any doubt is that this was perhaps one of if not the greatest day of my youth.

Melody quickly realized my feelings for Amy and I begged her not to tell at this stage because I didn't want to potentially compromise my friendship with her. My feelings remained unknown for a few years because I assumed she was not interested because she showed no mutual feelings toward me, funny story, the reason she didn't show any feelings for each other is 'cause she really thought I was gay, Probably because I've never had any interest in another girl, on reflection now is a completely understandable thought to assume.