I'm from the planet Gallifrey. It's so beautiful, I can talk about it for hours, but I won't. This story isn't about the planet, it's about me.

I never really had a lot of friends, it was usually just the Master and I. We were the best of friends, because we really only had each other. After he looked into the vortex, everything changed. And no one wanted to hang out with him. I felt bad for him, but I also didn't want to be alone, so we stayed together. Even if we got into the most trouble.

I use to cry myself to sleep a lot. I was never good enough for my parents, mainly because I was never good enough to fight. I couldn't become a soldier, because of that reason of course, and it felt like everyone looked down on me.

We lived in a barn. It was nice, but I hated it. Every piece of wood reminded me of a memory, and every nail brought up the fact that without them, this place would fall apart. It would break, collapse in on itself, be junk in the middle of nowhere. It would be unimportant.

I know it's silly, but I used to compare myself to the wooden barn. The wood, which we already established as the memories, were held together by the nails, which were the few things that brought me joy. And when those nails were taken away from me, I would fall apart. Be unimportant. And that's how I thought. I never once thought how you could replace the nails, only the collapsing and disappointment.

Other than crying myself to sleep in a lonely barn loft, I would study. I was one of the highest ranked in my class, but of the stupidest. Sure, I'm book smart, but what's book smart if you don't use your head? I never have a plan, until its too late. And then, it just works out.

I used to have a plastic soldier. It kept me company. It was given to me by a woman, but I don't know who she is. I never took the covers away from my face, so I don't know what she looks like. I can now barely remember her voice. I only remember the toy soldier that kept me safe from all my fears and insecurities. You wouldn't think it, but I had quite a lot of them. Even more now.

A little older now,