I look down at my latest sketch, which now consists of a man in a large trench coat, looking down and tightly gripping something that looks an awful lot like a consel, a girl with blond hair standing near him, her eyes staring at him sadly.
I look up from my finished sketch when strange thoughts start drifting through my head, which I've never heard before, and I hear every thought. I quickly place my sketch book in my messanger bag, which contained two other books and some extra pens, pencils, and erasers.
I flich as the thoughts start getting a bit more confussing. I can hear the thoughts getting a bit louder as I just stand there, meaning they are closer as well. I try to hold on to a thought grasping at random ones, seeing them each for a few seconds.
My eyes widen as my head is filled with different faces, different women, different adventures, but onething always stays the same. The blue box. My blue box.
I tried finding more on the men, and saw years and years of sadness and loneliness. My heart broke for this poor man, and I was determined to find him.
As I walked away from the tree, the thoughts soon became too much, and my head pounded. I quickly locked my mind on the area around the box. I cocked my head and looked to the right, finding the box only a few meters away from me.
The pounding in my head got worse and worse the closer I got to that Blue Box. I pounded my fist against the door, my vision already blurring. It felt as if all of space and time was being crammed into my head.
And I was terrified.
I pounded on the door, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't even read the rest of the parks minds. I only heard the one voice, and it hurt. I soon felt the door become a bit more... humany? I heard a muffled voice but it was so distant.
I couldn't see, and that scared me. But the worst thing is when you can't see, or hear. So I did the one thing that could stop this pain.
I knocked myself out.
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So, this is chapter one. You obviously haven't *seen* the Doctor yet, but he's there. Um, so yeah :)
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Little Bird >>Eleventh Doctor FanFic<<
FanfictionArabella Jacobs is your normal 21 year old girl. She enjoys reading books under her favourite tree in the park, she likes drawing, and she's got a knack of knowing what's on your mind. And that's what makes her different. What makes her special. She...