Mikey.

epilogue

Setup:Not A Journal,But Kind Of An Actual Story Scene:

"Why..."I asked myself."Why am I so ugly and distorted;worse than my brothers?"

I looked up into the starry night with two blurry eyes and a wet orange mask on my face.

"Why must I be this way?"I choked."WHY?!"

I stopped for a moment to catch my breath.

"They all think I'm fun and games,all smiles.But I'm not.And I'll NEVER be."

I looked down.

My brothers and father were asleep,but only because it was 4:00 am.

I do this every night.

The nighttime is my therapy time.I'm it's patient and it's my therapist.

But it doesn't help that much,although a little.

I then heard a rustle and whipped my head.

I didn't move.

I'm a ninja,if you wanted to know.

Well,a former ninja.

Although I'm the best out of all of them,my brothers and father kicked me out of training,so now I'm stuck alone doing nothing but crying.

That just makes everything worse,honestly.I could be training and not thinking about death.

But no.They don't see it that way.They just see it as one big JOKE.

But it's not a joke.

I tried to tell them once so they could stop me but they didn't.They just laughed,of course,thinking I was joking.

So now,they didn't.

And now,I cut.

Deep cuts.

Like,I could see the mutated bones.

There's so much blood,but I clean it all up so my brothers wouldn't see it.

They've already had their chance.

So tonight,I decided that tomorrow...

I would kill myself.

It's the least I could do for them,anyways.They've never cared about me.I don't even know why Splinter saved me from the Kraang.

Or bought me for that matter.

But yeah.

The decisions made.

Tomorrow,right here,at this exact time (4:50 am) I'm going to kill myself.

--

It's time.

I'm ready.

There's no turning back.

Because I'm already off of the building.

I already jumped.

I already died.

--

Leo

I wrote the last letter as I sniffled.

"D-Done..."I quivered,taking a step back to take a good look at it.

Donnie started sobbing along with Raph.Splinter cried with April and Casey.

They looked at it while crying and sobbing along with me.

I started whispering to myself.

"We should've listened..."

Michelangelo Hamato
1997-2016
Aged 19
Had a happy life <3

Mikey

What they didn't know is that I never had a happy life.

But it's okay.

At least this life is better than that one.

And at least I now have a home.

Because the definition of home isn't official.

It could mean where you're happy.

Or where your friends and family are.

Whatever you want it to mean.

To me...

It means here.

This...

This different world...

This is home.

END