After waving goodbye to Alexia, I head inside to my bedroom. More like luxury hotel, it's bloody huge!
I collapse on my queen bed, sinking into the silk sheets. Sleep takes over my body in a matter of minutes.
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I scream. Panting, I look over to my alarm clock. It reads 4:38, too early to get up. I don't want to go back to sleep, I don't want the nightmare to overcome me again. The same nightmare I've been having for weeks, ever since...
I stop thinking about it. Reaching over to my nightstand, I unplug my phone from the charger and decide on checking Instagram, Tumblr, Facebook, Twitter, anything. I repost a few pics, comment a couple of times, mainly just liking each and every damn photo and status that I see.
It's now 7:15. I decide it's probably a reasonable time for me to get out of bed. Throwing a hoodie over my pyjamas and pulling on my ugg boots, I leave my room, set on getting breakfast. I don't get that far, before I hear a loud bang, and voices unlike I've ever heard.
Something tells me to remain quiet and out of sight. Tip toeing over to the closest window, I peek outside to see where the noises are coming from. What I see out there shocks me so much, I scream. I cover my mouth quickly, but not before alerting them of my presence.
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Her Second Chance (a Doctor Who fanfiction)
FanfictionWhat happens when you lose the one you love? What happens if that person doesn't know you exist? What happens if they never do? When war comes to your world, there are some acts never to be committed, words never to be spoken, actions never to be...
