I used to be somebody tmnt the last ronin

5- It's gone now.

Back at home, I decided I'm just gonna uber eat us some burgers later. I am in no mood to cook. April and Casey went home. Leo has been in his room for hours. Moping, not even going to the bathroom. I went into my room. I picked up my favorite notebook. Turning to the page I was designing Leo's proposal outfit on I grew even worse mad.

Angrily grunting I ripped out the page. I wouldn't ever damage my beautiful, expensive notebook. I tore up the pages. Stomped on them. Ripped them to shreds. I was acting like Raph. I hated it. This made me angrier. I grabbed the remaining pieces. I held them all in one hand running downstairs. I opened the kitchen trash.

Throwing the pieces of the once well-planned drawing in. This wasn't enough. I took the trash out of the bin. Quickly replacing the bag I left the kitchen marching into the nearby woods. I marched about 100 yards in. Down to a little treehouse. 

I thought about what I was doing. I usually don't get this angry. Usually, I'm the nice one. I've always had this knack for whenever someone made my brothers hurt, whether it was physically or mentally. I lashed out. But then again all my brothers do. 

I approached the treehouse. I built this treehouse out of scrap wood. It has a little tree swing and a little ladder. I loved it, this is where I came to draw, relax, sleep, and plan pranks. It was super fun. 

Slamming down the large bag I went up to my treehouse. I came down a minute later with some lighter fluid and a match. I drenched the garbage in the liquid. Lighting the match I threw it starting a beautiful looking dumpster fire. 

I sat and watched this. Sometimes I get very angry. I burn things when I'm angry. Most of the time it's just twigs and rocks. Sometimes it's trash. I don't burn things like homework, or anything important. 

Raph on the other hand burns a lot no matter what mood he's in. Leo gets mad every time. 

I let the trash burn until it's nothing but smoldering ashes. The fire shines in the early evening onto my face. It's warm. The evening is cool. I smile. I keep stuff to burn trash or something if I'm stressed. Or if I'm out here on a super cold night. 

Soon I take a bucket I keep nearby and fill it to the top with water from a small creek nearby. I pour the water into the fire letting it die. I don't stop until it's out. Only the ashes remain. That still didn't feel right to me.

I took a shovel from the garden shed and dig a hole. Then I put all the ashes I could in the hole. Then I burry then. I feel satisfied now. 

Its gone now.

I walk back inside. I hope I don't smell like smoke. Donnie's in the kitchen. "Feel better now?"  He asks. 

"Yeah." I said. Donnie gets me. You  deal with stress in different ways. 


"alright." He says. 

"Leos still in his room?" 

"yeah." Donnie looks down. "Raphs checking on him. Wanna join?"  

I smile. "sure!" 

He grabs my wrist as we head to Leo's room. 

I'm happy now all I need is my big brothers