My Darling TARDIS Journal,
I've been in the storm cage container for a few months now and the Doctor still hasn't called. I'm waiting for a sign that one of his faces might show up soon. I miss him. Its quite morning in this room, the only thing to do is sit, think, and write in you, no offense diary. I've never taken a second thought to wonder if I shouldn't have killed that man, it was necessary, but in the boredom I sometimes wish it hadn't been so needed. I'm sure I'll get out soon, its not that hard to get out of here, I'm good at it. I just wish he'd call, I miss the adventure out there.
River Song
((My first attempt at an in character journal entry It's boring but better ones may come soon))
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