#lostwithoutmycompanion

Hey Doctor. So, my step-dad cheated on my my for 18 months and now he's gone, claiming he doesn't want a family. He was our main income earner because my mum has to look after my deaf three yr old half-brother. Can I get a hug? I need one right now.

I have a crush on this boy from underwater hockey, called Andrew. I haven't told anyone, and when a friend asked me, I lied, because I was scared she would tell him, etc. The other day, we spent almost 4hrs together. I don't know whether to tell him.

"Oh, sorry, I'm..." Sam looked around at the large room. This definitely wasn't the box she walked into. "Sam..." She trailed off as she backed into the rain, then ran around the box, fling every dge for an illusion. there was none. She ran back inside it. "How are you doing that?!" She cried, "Making it... bigger on the inside! Who are you?" She bit her lip and stared at the - rather cute - young man. "Who *are* you?" She repeated.

Samantha walked sullenly along in the rain, her wild red hair dripping wet. Her tears mingled with the water on her cheeks, blurring her vision. That's why she didn't notice the blue box in her path until she practically walked into it. "Oh, sorry," she said in her strong Scottish accent, then realised she had spoken to a box. She shook her head and went to walk past, when she realised the door was open a crack, and light was spilling out from it. Thinking it would hold shelter, she entered.

I lean against a rectangular blue box. I hold my slightly swollen stomach. I already have morning sickness. As my stomach settles, I look at my resting place. It looks like an old police call box they had in England. What was one doing in Australia? I open the door with a creak. "Hello?" I call as it slowly pushes open. It opens up to a room much larger than the outside, and a young smartly dressed man. "Hello." I whisper, still shocked. "I'm Tamryn. How..." I trail off, staring around.