I wrote this when I was like 12 and I'm honestly mortified because it's dreadful. If you're someone I know and you're reading this, understand that I will never ever forgive you if you mention it to me. If you are reading it for fun, I was a very dumb child and obviously couldn't spell for shit, so please refrain from commenting on the terrible spelling and grammar. The only reason I have not deleted it is because of the number of views it has had and it makes me feel famous.
Chapter one.
Why is growing up so hard? When your little your like ''Oh, I cant wait till I'm older, I'm going to be a princess'' and stuff like that. Your parents don't help you either, encouraging you to follow your dreams when your little, not mentioning the fact that to become a teacher, you have to go university and to pay £6,000 a year, or that to become a bus driver, you have to pass a hard driving test? No, there just like, oh, just work your hardest!
Well, yeah. I'm turning 17 soon, and instead of being a ''author'' like I wanted to be, in my depressing, mad childhood, I work in a supermarket. As a toilet cleaner.
Guess your wondering why I said my childhood was mad a depressing? Well, that's because I have the most annoying, mad parents in the universe. They tell me things about travelling through time and space, in a blue police box, that's bigger on the inside, with a man with two hearts, who wears tweet and bow tie? Don't that sound impossible? And the story's they come up with, tin men, moving stone angels... Sounds to me, that when they were little they watched too much sci-fi TV.
Even when I was little, I never believed them, but when I invited my friends round for tea, or to play. They used to brag about it all the time. So, in the end I got labelled ''ginger freak'' and names, what to be honest, disturbed me hell of alot.
Oh yeah, I'm ginger, just like my mum, ginger, with pale skin and green eyes, I wouldn't call myself pretty or anything, even though I have had a couple of offers for modeling; what I obviously turned down, because... well just because!
So anyway, back on the subject on my parents, they are so embarrassing, I know your supposed to get out of the stage of finding your parents embarrassing when your 13 and 14, not when your nearly 17, but they just are. There both in their 40's and they always kiss round me and who ever i bring to the house. Watching old people get of, is so freaky, and to make matters worse, apparently, I have a big time travelling sister, who is actually older than my parents. How they got that idea in their big, messed up heads of theirs, I don't know?
I do love them, of course, but sometimes, they can be you know... So annoying!
Tomorrow it's my Birthday, I personally don't know what I'm doing, and I really do not want a fuss! Hopefully I'm getting rewarded with a meal with the family and a nice cosey night in with my best friend Lucy and her rude, disturbing twin sister; who I didn't actually want to come, but after she rudely invited herself, I couldn't say no could I? She pratically forced my arm.
The next chapter should hopefully be up later today, sorry its short, I just wanted you to get to know Harriet, before the thrilling story begins... Please vote,
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