The thoughts you had in the last ten minutes terrified you more than anything else in your entire life. W h a t w a s h a p p e n i n g t o y o u ? **I do not own You or the Pastas. Only the plot! C:**

This is a Ghost x reader fanfiction. I DO NOT OWN TMNT OR THE STREET PUNKS. Street Punks belong to Sirconcon, not me. I'm just a fan of his work. If you want to see some of his art, look him up mann. Also this picture DOES NOT belong to me either, credit to the artist mann!!

If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

You are a 10 year old child living with an abusive family that loves your older brother much more than you. One day you come across an old and worn out bunny plush only for it to change you life forever.