I've been broken for years now. All i do is sit in my room. My brothers think i do nothing, but really... i cry, i think, i sleep, and i draw. Ever since Shredder has broken Mikey to his core, his brother's are worried for him. For his health. For his brain. Then I start to burn inside... and outside, too. Ever since I saw her again. She left three years ago, saying i didn't care. And i didn't. But I did care about her. I love her.