What moment has changed your life?
“Once upon a time there was a girl who had a very ordinary life indeed. She was born in London and grew up with her mother in a flat on the Powell Estate, it had been just the two of them from the time the little girl was six months old and something very bad indeed happened. Her father was killed by a man in a car, it was an accident, but the little girl lost her father and she was too young to remember him.
As the little girl grew up, life wasn’t that hard really. She had a few friends, a couple who were really close to her, and her mother was always there for her. They were close, and even though her mother couldn’t afford a lot, she tried to give the girl everything she needed in life.
Soon the little girl became old enough to work and her mother told her to find a job and help towards the bills. So the not so little girl found a job, she became an assistant in a shop that sells clothes to other people. Day in, day out she would get up for work, go to work, come home, eat and then later go to bed. That was her life and it wasn’t a bad life, it was the same kind that a lot of other people had.
But then on day it all changed. It was a day just like any other, the not so little girl kissed her mother goodbye and caught the bus to the place where she worked, and she spent the day serving people and stocking shelves and cleaning up. Come closing time she was about to leave when the security officer on the door reminded her she had to take the lottery money down to Wilson in the basement. With a sigh she headed down to where Wilson was situated and looked for him but found no one, he wasn’t answering her calls.
Then it happened, slowly at first, the mannequins around her began to come to life and move after her. The girl was worried, her face was filled with a mixture of fear and confusion as these mannequins came towards her, backing her up against a wall. She almost fell over a box on the floor but caught herself, back flat against the wall now. But they still came for her. These inanimate objects were coming to harm her.
A had took hold of her own and she turned to see the face of a stranger, his grip firm as he gave her a gentle tug, “Run.” And they did, they ran together through the corridors of the basement towards the elevator that would help them escape these things. Even as they tried to attack them, this stranger seemed to out smart them and get them away. Up and towards the fire exit which she walked out of as he opened it. There were many questions she had to ask, some he answered but then he closed the door leaving the girl in a state of shock. Only for it to reopen moments later and the stranger addressed the girl.
“I'm the Doctor, by the way, what's your name?” She told him her name and he waved a device at her, telling her to run for her life before he closed the door and was gone once more. The girl was left all on her own.
So she did as he said, she moved away from the building, half walking, half running away from the place she worked, her mind trying to digest the information she had been told. Not students, Wilson was dead, living plastic.
BOOM
Turning she looked up to see the building in which she worked explode in a cloud of flames and smoke. That man, that Doctor, he’d done that, and all she could do was run.
That was the first day that everything in this girls life really changed, the day she met the Doctor. But it wasn’t the only one, it never would be. At least, not while she was alive.”
As the little girl grew up, life wasn’t that hard really. She had a few friends, a couple who were really close to her, and her mother was always there for her. They were close, and even though her mother couldn’t afford a lot, she tried to give the girl everything she needed in life.
Soon the little girl became old enough to work and her mother told her to find a job and help towards the bills. So the not so little girl found a job, she became an assistant in a shop that sells clothes to other people. Day in, day out she would get up for work, go to work, come home, eat and then later go to bed. That was her life and it wasn’t a bad life, it was the same kind that a lot of other people had.
But then on day it all changed. It was a day just like any other, the not so little girl kissed her mother goodbye and caught the bus to the place where she worked, and she spent the day serving people and stocking shelves and cleaning up. Come closing time she was about to leave when the security officer on the door reminded her she had to take the lottery money down to Wilson in the basement. With a sigh she headed down to where Wilson was situated and looked for him but found no one, he wasn’t answering her calls.
Then it happened, slowly at first, the mannequins around her began to come to life and move after her. The girl was worried, her face was filled with a mixture of fear and confusion as these mannequins came towards her, backing her up against a wall. She almost fell over a box on the floor but caught herself, back flat against the wall now. But they still came for her. These inanimate objects were coming to harm her.
A had took hold of her own and she turned to see the face of a stranger, his grip firm as he gave her a gentle tug, “Run.” And they did, they ran together through the corridors of the basement towards the elevator that would help them escape these things. Even as they tried to attack them, this stranger seemed to out smart them and get them away. Up and towards the fire exit which she walked out of as he opened it. There were many questions she had to ask, some he answered but then he closed the door leaving the girl in a state of shock. Only for it to reopen moments later and the stranger addressed the girl.
“I'm the Doctor, by the way, what's your name?” She told him her name and he waved a device at her, telling her to run for her life before he closed the door and was gone once more. The girl was left all on her own.
So she did as he said, she moved away from the building, half walking, half running away from the place she worked, her mind trying to digest the information she had been told. Not students, Wilson was dead, living plastic.
BOOM
Turning she looked up to see the building in which she worked explode in a cloud of flames and smoke. That man, that Doctor, he’d done that, and all she could do was run.
That was the first day that everything in this girls life really changed, the day she met the Doctor. But it wasn’t the only one, it never would be. At least, not while she was alive.”