I Meet a New Man

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There was big, old, dark blue police box. I swear, it was not there before. I walked over to it and knocked on the wooden, painted door. After a couple of seconds, the door flew open. A man dress in dark brown pants, cuff rolled up above his brown, lace-up boots. His faded pink button-down shirt was covered by a unbuttoned, cork-colored suit jacket. His longish hair was floppy and brown. He was wearing a red bow tie. He saw my looking at the bowtie.

"Bow ties are cool," his british voice was a shock to me. Probably because I'm an american teen. "What's your name?"

"Umm...I'm...Sabrina." My voice was shaky. I was trying to stay calm, but that's hard when this box randomly showed up. "Who are you?"

"Well. Glad you asked! I'm the Doctor!" His voice was peppy and upbeat.

"Doctor who?"

"Not 'Doctor who', just The Doctor." He walked outside. "What day is this?"

What does he mean? Has he been in that box for days?

"Its November ninth. Don't you know this?"

"Not really." He talks with his hands. Expressing everyword with another motion. "I'm a time traveler." he points to the box, "and thats my spaceship."

I walked cautiously towards the box. The Doctor snaps his fingers and the door flys open. I walk in and he follows.

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