I curl tighter into a ball in my closet I'm eight years old I should not have to deal with My father doing this to my sister and me. He killed my Mum when I was four but said I couldn't tell anyone or he would do the same thing to me. I wasn't stupid and I knew exactly what that meant. I didn't want to die so I said that I didn't know what had happened then. Now as I keep getting older I keep regretting not telling the police the truth. After he did that to my Mum we moved away from the small town and into a neighboring small town.
I hear a door burst open and I hope to god that it isn't my door. I hope it isn't my sister's either but i dont want to get hurt again. I hear footsteps and I know that it is my door. I stop breathing, he doesn't know where I am. I am terrified of what he might do to me. He might hit me, he might kick me, or worse, he might break me. By break me I mean like limbs. One time he broke my arm and my sister had to sneak me to the hospital. I suddenly hear a really loud noise. I sounds like someone is driving with their brakes on. Something starts to materialise right next to me. My closet isn't very big, I'm just really small. It finishes fading in and out of view.
My sister opens the door and waves me inside. I quietly walk over and step inside expecting it to be a tight fit. It is huge, it is bigger than my house, bigger than the block we live on. This is amazing. It almost seems like magic. Where did my sister find it? Also where did she hide it? I turn in a circle looking around and then I see a man with a bow tie. I run up to him and give him a hug. He looks at me shocked. I don't know this man but he got my sister out. I feel like I owe him. I let go of him and walk over next to my sister.
"What is your name sweetheart?" He asks my sister. She hates people, like everyone. I'm the only human she truly tolerates.
"I'm Kimmie." She says and I look up in shock. She rarely tells people her real name. She must appreciate what this man has done for her. She must really appreciate it.
"Pleasure to meet you Kimmie, I'm The Doctor." He says and I hold back a laugh, who calls themself The Doctor? That's a title not a name.
"Okay don't tell us your name." Kimmie says practically reading my mind. I don't talk because talking always gets me into trouble. It doesn't matter if I am at school, home, or the park. If I talk I always seem to get into trouble. The result, I never talk. Ever.
"What is your name little one?" He asks me and I just stand there.
"She doesn't talk." My sister clarifies for him. He nods in understanding, at least that is what I hope it is.
"Why don't you talk?" He says and Kimmie looks like she is going to answer but I decide to answer for myself.
"I always get in trouble." Is all I say and Kimmie looks shocked at the fact that my vocal cords work. I got into trouble so many times that I just didn't talk. It wasn't hard or anything. You just shut your mouth and only open it to breath or eat.
"Here you can't get in trouble for talking. How old are you two?" He asks and I look at Kimmie to answer for us.
"I'm 17 and she is 8." She says. Yes there is a really large age gap between us and that can be attributed to the fact that we have different mothers.
"Well then, why do you think the TARDIS came to you two?" He asks us and I just shrug.
"Something answered my prayer." Kimmie says really quietly. I just look at her and The Doctor man looks shocked.
"Well I have no idea to be honest with you. The TARDIS decided that Kimmie needed her. Kimmie then made me get you. Little on what is your name?" He asks again and this time I see Kimmie ready to answer.
"Her name is Ember." She says and The Doctor's eyes widen.
"What? What is your last name?" He says and Kimmie looks at him like he took some special pills this morning.
"Anderson." Kimmie answers him and he looks like he just ruined something. Then his eyes widen in realisation.
"Let's go meet your father." He says and walks out of the box and out of my closet into my room. Kimmie looks like she wants to follow him but I stay put, I don't want to see him. She walks out and into my room. It is strangely quiet. I run out to see what is going on and I just see Dad standing there, looking scared out of his wits. Kimmie is standing next to The Doctor man and I am terrified of the Doctor man now. Anyone who can make Dad look like that is evil on some layer. Dad is evil on the surface never hiding it. The people who don't show it and seem sweet as caramel can be the evilest things.
"Ember, come help Daddy." I hear Dad call to me and I just stand there in my room. I look at Dad and shake my head no. I look at The Doctor Man and Kimmie and I run out of my room and out of my house. I hear footsteps behind me. I just keep running until I reach my place that I go when I can't handle Dad and can get away. I climb to the top of the tree and sit on a branch. The Doctor Man came because of Kimmie's prayer to save her from Dad. If this really works then maybe I can pray for a new home. One where I don't have to be afraid of talking, one where I don't get hit, one where I feel safe, one where I can feel like it is home.
'Dear Stars,
I know that it is daylight but I know that you are somewhere. Please give me a safe place, a new home. I know this is far fetched but you answered Kimmie. Please help me also. I know that I am not a perfect child believe me I see every flaw in myself. I am only eight years old, please don't make me stay with the man I call my Dad. Please I know you probably can't hear me but please. If you can, give me somewhere safe.
Also, if it isn't too much trouble, please give Kimmie someone she can really turn to. I know she turns to me but I feel like she keeps so much to herself because she thinks I can't handle it. So please give her someone she feels can handle it so she can turn to someone. With how much of Dad's doing she has dealt with she needs to talk to someone. So please give Kimmie someone.
Please stars,
Ember.'
I open my eyes and right away I hear a voice calling my name. I get out of the tree and see Kimmie looking for me. I walk over to her and she pulls me into a hug.
"You scared me half to death running like that. Don't do that please." She says and I nod into her stomach.
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