Before we begin, I should mention I'm using a magic quill that writes down anything I say. I should also tell you who I am, I am The Author. If that gives you flash backs to a certain other timelord... then it's because I was... "little" when I came up with that title, I just haven't come up with anything better.
My life started... well not started... more like, "got exciting" in my back yard. It's a little weird sounding, "my life got exciting in my backyard," but it did. So one day, I was... I think seven... and just sitting in my backyard, looking up at the night sky and thinking about what else could be out there.
"It would make a great story," I said to myself. At this point in my life, I already knew what my purpose was,(meaning, had a cutie mark) writing! So I was constantly coming up with ideas that I might follow, or just leave the to clutter up my idea drawer. I also wasn't called the Author back then, I was actually named "golden straw," but changed when I got a little older. Then, I looked up at a bright star. A REALLY bright star. Suddenly, BOOM! A large, metal cylinder, crashed in my backyard! There was a small hole in it, and that hole had a key sticking out of it. I, tentatively approached the object. When I got to it, I did what any child would do to a strange object: I poked it with a stick! The object did nothing. After waiting for a bit, I got a little bit closer. I turned the key in the hole and heard something click. After I turned the key, I levitated it out of the lock. I looked closer at the object, and then I noticed something: the wall was a panel.
'It must be a door or something!' I thought to myself. So, going on that theory, I pushed the panel and it gave way, opening. I was genuinely awestruck at the inside of the object. I took a few steps back, to examine the outside to see if I had it correct. The object... was bigger on the inside! Not like when a house looks small but it's actually big... no. This thing... was LITERALLY, bigger on the inside! Inside of it was a small room, with white walls, floor, and ceiling. The walls had small circles in them, producing light for the room. The center of the room had a strong table thing, with controls and a small piece of cylinder glass sticking out of it. I stepped inside the room and took a closer inspection on the table. There were all sorts of levers, buttons, knobs, dials, gauges, and meters. I wasn't sure what any of it did.
Suddenly, my brain started to go fuzzy. New knowledge filled my brain. This machine... was called a TARDIS.
"T-A-R-D-I-S, that's time and relative dimensions in space." A voice in my head said. It was a spaceship, and a time machine! I knew something, that I could find a book to tell me to fly the TARDIS in the TARDIS library. So, I walked to the library.
After a long time of searching for the library, searching the library for the manual, reading the manual, and practicing simulated flight... I was finally ready to start flying the TARDIS. I walked to the console, and started to type in coordinates.
"Ok, so... I want today, right now... in... canter...lot!" I hit something like an enter key. The monitor displayed a picture on canterlot, at night, with today's date in the corner of the screen. I grinned, as I had entered the coordinates correctly. Now, came the hard part: flying it. I walked to the handbrake. I gulped.
"Here we go!" I said nervously. But before I pulled the lever, I heard my mother calling my to go to bed. I sighed angrily. So, I switched off the console, and the light dimmed down. Then, I walked out of the TARDIS, closed and locked the door, and went inside.
Why is this needed? It adds nothing to the story.
Usually seven year olds aren't worried about what they want to do in life.
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You seriously need work on your pacing. This is just way too fast here. Just a couple of sentences and we're already at what I assume is going to be the 'plot.' Expand upon your ideas, and introduce is to your character first before shit goes down. I mean, at least give us your characters gender and name before anything else!
Too telly. Maybe show us his/her body language or maybe show us their thoughts on the matter to build up some atmosphere surrounding the event.
No shit. You could just say it was a door.
So where's toe Doctor? I'm not a Doctor Who fan, but I'm pretty sure that he's usually with the TARDIS when it lands/crashes down somewhere.
This needs a lot of work in grammar, pacing, tone, and character development.
5789719 Answers to questions:
1. No one really knows.
2. What about those writers who started writing in their early years?
3. He did give his name, Golden Straw.
4. ...ok, I don't have a rebuttal here.
5. Well, if a strange object you don't know about crashes into your backyard, you wouldn't know what's what.
and 6. Yes, the Doctor has a TARDIS, but there are multiple TARDISes. The Master had a TARDIS, the Rani had a TARDIS, THE TIME LORD HOMEWORLD HAS A MUSEUM DEDICATED TO THEM!
Hope this answers some concerns.