My Doctor

"Doctor!" I shouted.
No response.
"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!" I repeated.
Still no response.
Where is my precious Doctor? Has he been  captured by a Dalek? Has he lost the war between the Daleks and Time Lords?
He destroyed his planet to stop this war. He killed millions of children that never had a chance to live. If the Daleks won, then they would try to kill every living thing that is not a Dalek. He was forced to choose between his planet and the universe.
He has spent the last 900 years trying to live with his guilt. He saved thousands of galaxies, millions of plants, and billions upon billions of species. They all owe their lives to the Doctor. A man who tried to escape his past by saving the future.
But where is he now? My life is important too. He promised me he would not let me die under his watch. He is not here, so who is watching me?
I looked up to pray to every God in the universe. It was my last hope. But that is when i saw it. A figure moved swiftly towards me. I panicked. Was this how i was going to die? On a planet trillions of light-years away from Earth.
"Hello, love." A familiar voice chimed behind me.
My Doctor has come just in time to see me die.
But my Doctor had other plans.

Alone

He wakes with a smile

and sleeps with a frown.

He dances in the rain

and soaks his pillow at night.

His laughter chimes in the open wind,

but is ruined by sobs.

His beauty shines brighter than the sun,

but is darkened by clouds.

Every day he fights a war. 

An internal one.

But he wakes in the morning 

with a smile on his face,

like yesterday never happened.

He is a true soldier.

Fighting for happiness

that may never come.

And I will fight along with him. 

So he will not be alone.

And when we die,

we may not be happy. 

But we will not die alone. 

Does Anyone Have A Clue?

Of all the things a person has never attempted, what would I do?
I would not skydive or bungee jump,
nor would i free fall into a watery pit.
I would have a party.
This would be no ordinary party.
My guests would dress in the finest.
They would enjoy sophisticated music.
They would feast on dishes from the skilled French chefs I hired.
We would be in an elaborate mansion,
with a crystal chandelier
swaying above my guests cranium in the ball room.

Laughter would fill the air
and echo in the halls.
Stories about the mansion would spread like wild fire,
stopping the happiness in its path.
The mansion would have a dark past,
including several murders.
What would happen if there was another one?

The room would go dark.
Loud gasps could be heard though out the halls.
A scream.
Glass shattering.

The lights would stagger back on.
Several more gasps and screams would fill the halls once more.

A woman,
lying lifeless on the ground,
with a dagger in her heart.
A pool of blood tinkles away from her body
to a small child crying.
Crying because he just lost his mother.

Someone stabbed her.
That person was still in the room.
Who did it?
Does anyone have a Clue?





For those of you who didn't understand the story, i would have a clue party.
And no, I would not really kill a person,
It would be all fake.