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So there he sat , alone in the chilly morning gazing at the photo album.it as far too early for anyone but him to be up, and it was a Saturday. So of course on a Saturday no one wanted the stick in the mud older brother around, and he didn't mind it too much.he sipped at the tea in his frigid hands and swallowed the bitter liquid.it was so cold now.
Its always cold to him.
He flipped through another page and peered at the tiny turtles he and his brothers once were, smiling and always getting along.
Nothing was like that now a days . In fact no one really did anything with him anymore but he knows why.
They didn't want him to drag them down, lectures and worrying. They didn't realize his only dream was for them all to be safe.leo didnt want them to be either, so for the most part he stayed out of their way while thy continued in their path ti happiness and he simply took on all of the hardships for them.leo smiled diwn into his chilly cup again thinking about all of the times he had covered for them or done something so they would be fine.
As long as his brothers got their happy ending, he would be completely fine with it and protect them till his death.
Mikey would start a new comic book series and have a life filled with fiction and happiness. Don would make a genius discovery and probably cure cancer or something. And Raph.
Leo always knew Raph would find a girl someday and settle down with her... Maybe run a garage and have sone kids.
Of course leo would stay home and watch after his baby brothers and put his own wishes aside for their sakes. His dream?
Of course he had one.
Yet it was something he knew he could never do.to leave his brothers behind was out of the question but surely they wouldn't willingly go with their annoying big brother.to see the world would be impossible for leonardo.to have a wife and beautiful children wouldn't happen, after all what kind of girl would like a turtle like him? He knew.
He was doomed to a life of loneliness, and no one could help him now.
Another page.
Splinter.
Their amazing father was grinning at the camera holding his three baby brothers and laughing at something long forgotten.they were all his sons.
He was just a student. A tool to help them survive and grow.he wasn't a genius like donnie but he definitely knew that splinter played favorites.leo Got all of the chores, extra training and after all he has sacrificed and given to them...he got shunned.
Called splinter junior.
A mess up.
A failure. He knew all if these things already at the mere age if nine, he didn't need reminding of his worthless existence. He closed the album and sat it back on the dusty shelf where it originally was.
Hmm.
That would have to be dusted later.
He trudged with a heavy heart back to the kitchen and looked at the calendar. Today was his birthday.its ok.
They always forget it anyways, its bot even marked on the calendar.he briefly thought about writing it down and seeing if anyone noticed but the thought left him as soon as he thought about them teasing him about wanting attention.he sighed and got a new cup of tea.
A single tear slipped down his beak and into the cup.it hurt.
Right where his heart was it ached and pulled at the strings of his forgotten heart.
He knew he was a failure a mess up and a horrible big brother. But he would do anything to jeep the safe and happy.
He also knew he was heart broken.
Longing for the love leo knew would never come.

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