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    [align=center][size=30pt]The Little Gymnast[/size]


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    [fancypost bgcolor= #ffffff; borderwidth= 1px; overflow: auto; width: 198px; height: 100px;font-size: 14px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 10px; color: black;]OOC~
    Sort of like how in the end of time, should Amanda have the 'Nightmare?'    		 [fancypost bgcolor= #ffffff; borderwidth= 1px; overflow: auto; width: 198px; height: 100px;font-size: 14px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 10px; color: black;]IC~


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    [fancypost bgcolor= #ffffff; borderwidth= 1px; overflow: auto; width: 405px; height: 130px;font-size: 14px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 10px; color: black;]The Gymnast~
    That gymnast, would be me, Madison Knisley. I have been introduced to gymnastics, and lived in the world of gymnastics. My coaches, are like parents to me. Teammates, are like sisters to me. I have a second family, that has loved and cared about me. They let me cry into there shoulders, have open arms for me, trust me and I trust them back, and tease me like any other sisters would. Competition season had just ended, and I was trying to get better, working harder then before. I pushed myself too far, and hit my head, hard. I was in a coma for about a week and a half, thank goodness for it not being any longer. I couldn't go back for 3 weeks, and I can't wait to go back!


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    OOC~
    Ok! I was thinking of her having a bad dream, and then I got that idea,


    IC~


    Amanda sat up with a start, eyes widened. She looked around, blinking for a few seconds. Noticing it was just a bad dream, she loosened up. 'It was just a bad dream..' She whispered to herself in her head. The thought of it sent a knot in her stomach. The laughter -Though it wasn't a happy laughter that would be heard at a family reunion.- She curled her knees up to her chest, rocking back and forth slowly, trying to calm herself down,


    What had it meant?

    [align=center][color=white]The Master sighed, leaning against his house and looking down at his hands. Why was he here? Why was he wasting his time away with these petty humans, when he could be finding the Doctor, taking a TARDIS.... the Master clenched his hand into a fist. He was a Time Lord, a traveler. He wasn't meant to be cooped up in a ransack house, stuck in a small village in the middle of God-knows-where. He narrowed his eyes in distaste.

    Amanda looked around her room, outline figure were the only thing she could see in the darkness. She reached her hand to the left, turning on the shaded lamp. She hung her feet off the side of the bed, sitting there for a moment, before getting up. She slowly walked to the door of her bedroom, and down the hall, jumping at any noise she heard.

    [align=center][color=white]With a shake, the Master stood erect, stuffing his hands in his hoodie pocket. His eyes were dark as he looked into the sky, watching the stars drift by. He could almost imagine a little blue box drifting down the sky. With a short, self-depreciative laugh, the Master shook it off and started towards the park, eyes still on the sky.

    Amanda started towards the front door, now feeling the need to get some fresh air. She grabbed her small, black light-weight jacket before opening the front door, making sure to close it behind her. She put on the jacket, putting her hands in her pocket, as she leaned against a post that held up a rack of flower-filled pots.


    (Thinking she should go to the park.... Would that be alright?)

    [align=center][color=white][Oh yeah :), that's cool with me ^.^]


    The Master sighed as he walked. He felt slightly lightheaded, but heavy at the same time. The moon provided all the light he needed as he made his way down to the park.

    'I could take a walk to the park, like I did last week when I had a bad dream.' The Child mumbled in her head. She straightened up, so she wasn't leaning against the shelves for the flowers. She started forwards, going the same route she always went when she would go to the park. She squinted her eyes in the darkness, taking a few seconds to get used to the habitat around her not being as bright as usual.

    [align=center][color=white]The white-haired man finally reached the park, his hands still in his pockets, back erect, eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed around him. Everything seemed so much more... sinister, in the dark. If the Master had been a small child, or - well, not the Master - he would have found the whole venture scary. As it was, his gaze simply returned to the sky.

    Amanda's head was low as she walked, not paying attention to any of his surroundings, expecting no one to be there at the time. Her feet shuffled, causing twigs and rocks to be kicked about five inches away. She wouldn't encounter the walk.... Scary, being used to walking around in the dark after a power outage last year. She shuddered at the thought, remembering how she sprained her ankle trying to get candles.



    (I actually sprained my ankle while getting candles from a power outage...)

    [align=center][color=white][Ow, that sucks :-\]


    The Master's head snapped to the sound of footsteps. Twigs snapped under a person's weight, and the Time Lord narrowed his eyes to try to see who was there. "Who's there?" he called, eyes darting around the area.

    (Yeah >:()


    Amanda jumped at the sound of somebody, the voice sounding familiar. She froze in her spot, head now looking up from her slippers. 'Who would be here now? Well, then again why would I be here?" Amanda asked herself, now taking the time to think of how the voice was so familiar. She then remembered, the voice was the professors, "It's Am...Amanda." The little girl said, stuttering a bit as she said this.

    [align=center][color=white]The Master relaxed slightly. It was just the girl... he sighed. "What are you doing out so late?" he asked, not bothering to hide the mild irritation he felt.

    "Just walking," She answered. It wasn't a fib, speaking she was just walking, she just didn't add why. She knew though, and the answer to that was to admit to get her mind off of the dream she had had not too long ago.

    [align=center][color=white]The Master nodded, turning away from the girl. "I see," he muttered, eyes going to the sky. "...do you walk around this time of night often?"

    Amanda shook her head, "No, the last time I went on a walk during the night was last week." She answered his question.

    [align=center][color=white]The Master raised an eyebrow, then sighed, sitting by his usual tree. "Where's your sister? Does she know of your... midnight exertions?"

    A pang of guilt stabbed at Amanda, remembering she hadn't told her Sister about her walking in the middle of the night. Making a mental note of herself telling Jade later, she shook her head, "No..... Not yet."

    [align=center][color=white]The Master gave the girl a narrow look, glancing away. "...Bad dreams?" he asked softly, fingers twitching as he remembered the last time he'd ever dreamed.