Web Diray~Doctor Who~

Web Diray~Doctor Who~

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I had a normal life. Except a little thing. Him. The man in converse. Every were I went, he would pop up. I called him converse man, but I'm not saying anything. It started when I was younger, I was about 5 years old, a small child too, under average in fact, many doctors believed I had a disorder but I'm average now. It was my birthday, and I remember my family celebrating it early like Christmas. I remember running down the steps my bunny slippers making odd sounds, and I remember turning the corner, I saw him. He stood rather tall at the time, he wore red worn converse, and a trench coat. He looked at me, and I remember the fear I felt. That feeling you get when you look a adult in the ye of a child remember? I was like that, I remember him picking me up, it was rather early when I saw the clock. 1:30 AM. I wondered what woke me,but started to doze off as I clutched to his jacket, he brushed my brown hair from my shoulders, and started bouncing a little like a mother, singing something in my ear, the last thing I remember was "Sleep tight little one, you don't have any worry's to keep you up late, like old me." And felt him kiss my forehead as a blanket was pulled over me on my couch. I thought it was a dream until I was 13, when things took a odd turn. Then again, they already had.
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Safe

I always thought I was safe, you know? I mean, it wasn't really something I thought about before. It's not like I had a reason to worry about being particularly unsafe. I've always been perfectly normal anyways. Nothing exciting or dangerous happened to me. I was a plain Jane in every sense of the phrase, and nothing strange or particularly astonishing ever happens to people like me. My entire philosophy, however, was completely and drastically changed after being attacked and raped one night. I probably would have been killed if it weren't for Drake Collins, the closed off "tough guy" of my school. He came to my rescue, and reluctantly swore not to breathe a word to anyone. Unfortunately, my attacker escaped. It was after that, that I closed myself off from the few people that I did talk to before. My safety, my very sense of security, was violated. My world was swept out from under my feet. Drake stayed by my side the entire time, helping me through my struggles. He became the only one I could talk to or confide in, and was soon the only reason I woke up each morning. He kept me safe.

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