I've been going around from
rooftop to rooftop, thinking about how could she just leave me. Wanting to stay with complete strangers over me? After all we've been through. I still can't believe it, and it's been a week. I look around at all the people down on the streets, not worrying about anything but their own lives and their own problem. It makes me mad. So I toss a rock down at the street, it almost hits someone. I felt better throwing something, but I didn't like the almost hitting someone part. So I take off, running along the rooftops, to take my mind off of things. Well, until the wound in my side hurts and I fall to my knees, clutching it. I hate this and those turtle-things.
Sorry again.
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A Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Story
Novela JuvenilThis is a story about how the turtles go through the twists and turns of a confusing life.
