Guess who has ANGST! That's right! ME! so because of my angsty mood, you get to read this delightful depressing one-shot!
Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT
enjoy it, though that may not be possible.
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Everyone saw something that wasn't real. It was like there was a clean duct tape covering over the top of him, hiding all of it. On his mouth, the piece had a smile drawn on. Over his broken heart, a whole one was penned in with messy black marker. Across the back of his head where hands hit him nearly every day, the pain was covered by a word, which simply read Happy. Pieces of duct tape covered him completely, everyone with a different meaning.
The ones wrapped around his wrists hid the harmful marks. The duct tape covering his short legs lied about confidence. The strips plastered across his shell and plastron shielded the cracks in his fragile soul. Covering the freckles on his arms and shoulders were large strips of the material, concealing his fear. Around his neck was a duct tape noose, which only needed to be tightened a bit more before it would overtake him.
He sat cross-legged, fashioning one that everyone would be able to see. That everyone would be able to notice. A duct tape noose soon hung from the turtle's hands and he stood, standing on a chair to fasten it to a pipe. He stood on his toes, slipping the loop around his neck, tears streaming down his face loosened the duct tape shield and revealed the poor boy's broken heart and mind. His foot kicked the chair away, and he wasn't there.
He wasn't there hours later when his door opened with a scream of terror from his older brother. He wasn't there as they tried to save him, shocked at what he had done to himself. He wasn't there after they peeled the silver tape off of him, preparing him for burial. Michelangelo wasn't there, all because of a Duct Tape Noose.
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I warned you about the angst did I not? Thanks for reading and please review!