My life has been nothing but chaos. Forced into a life of hiding and calling the sewers home, unable to find a life for us up on the surface. That is what upsets me the most these days. Too many times I have almost lost my brothers, even my own life has sustained the risk of death, all to save the people of New York City, the people of the world, and we receive nothing in return. I have found amusement that here are us as four teenagers keeping the city safer than the city's own police department of adults.
Not to mention that the Shredder and his goons stir up trouble with us, especially when it involves Karai. I have come to accept her as an older sister. Not only because her true father is Master Splinter, but because I have made a connection with her that I do not think she has felt yet. I have connections with everyone I care about, even those who I'm not close to I have made a small connection to. So I mean it when I say that I want to help Karai.
Also, my brothers and I have made many new friends that it would seem almost impossible if you told us years ago about the amount of friends we have. I am proud of them though. I'm also very grateful. They made us feel accepted into the world, especially April and Casey. Our human friends made me feel hope that one day mutants can walk among the people of the surface world without the insecurities of being hated and feared.
Mutants couldn't control what happened to them. I didn't ask to be a mutant turtle. I'm glad that it happened though. We could never replace Tang Shen or Miwa, but we still gave Splinter a family to love and who loved him back.
My name is Michelangelo. I have a story to tell. My life is about to get even more chaotic. Let me tell you now that what I've gone through is not a breeze...
