"What is the meaning of such disrespect?!" Splinter asked angry.
"No excuse Sensei..." Raphael said hanging his head down in shame.
"Fourth push-ups and twenty sit ups and extra training," Sensei scolded.
Raphael sighed and did as he was told. After the workout he collapsed onto his bed. He eyed the razors that were across from him. He grabbed them and sliced his wrists. Cut them. They would never understand.

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What Happened To the Strong Turtle
FanfictionRaphael Hamato is the second oldest and he is the strongest. It is his role. But he's known as the 'hothead.' Leonardo makes sure he knows this every single. As well as his father and Donatello. Michelangelo is scared and feels worthless to help. Th...