Hey! Sorry that this update is kinda late. Life's been crazy!! Ehehe well here ya go!!!
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Dear Doctor,
I’m auditioning for the school musical. I’m so excited! I will admit that I am nervous but I really want to try out for this. I need to get out and do more stuff. I need to put myself out there. I need to make memories. I think it’ll be good for me. I need to get out of this house more anyways. I’ll be at college before you know it. Maybe this will help me see if I should be an actress or not. Acting has always seemed like something fun. Mom never let me do plays when I was younger.
Speaking of mom, she’s driving me crazy. She never stops yelling at me. When she looks at me I can see the disappointment in her eyes. Its written all over her face. I went into her room yesterday. There were pictures of my father everywhere. He was even in the mirror. I look like him Doctor. I have his eyes, his nose, I even have his mind.
I have the drumming; the drumming that was always in his mind, all the time nonstop. That’s what it’s like for me now. It’s constantly in my head. Sometimes I can manage it to put it in the back of my head but then when I do I miss it. It’s a part of me Doctor. I don’t know what I would be without it.
If I’m in the play Doctor you have to come see it. Promise me you will come and see it. I need you there. I need the one person that makes me feel brave to be in the front row cheering me on. Look at me asking you to come to a play, I don’t even send you these letters, how will you know that I want you to come to my play? I guess some part of me wishes that you would just magically appear. I would love that.
Speaking of these letters, maybe I should stop writing them. It’s not like I can send them to you. I mean I could figure out some way to get them to you. But it would so hard having to copy them all onto other pieces of paper and sending them. It’s not like I can just rip them out of this journal. That would be horrible. Maybe when I finish all the pages up in this journal I can just give it to you. Yea that’s a great idea. I’ll just give you this completed journal.
I hope I can see you soon. I really miss you Doctor.
Missing you,
Coraline Jane S.
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