(A/N: Hey everybody! Um… Yeah. This story is a not so one shot. Haha. Well, I am still having a bit of trouble with Valentine's Day. I'm still working on it. And, this story will have two more chapters after this one. One chappy for each turtle. It's actually kind of funny, because this chapter inspired a poem that I had to do in English. AND in more news, I added a dedication thing onto my bio on my profile. If you guys are interested check it out.)

Dear Michaelangelo,

Hey bro. I miss you.

You know you missed our eighteenth birthday, Mikey?

It wasn't nearly as fun with out you…

I just wish you didn't leave the way you did… If only I went with you that night… I wouldn't be crying, clutching your bloodied orange bandana in my hands, reading your death letter over and over.

I was scared that morning, you know.

I knew something was wrong the moment I didn't hear your light snoring in the room next door to mine. I was about to tie on my trademark purple bandanna, when I heard a loud scream. I quickly threw my bandanna down and ran to the living room. My breath hitched when I saw Leo holding your body repeating his scream over and over until the screams died down into loud sobbing.

I didn't believe it. I still don't. That was an actor wasn't it?

You never left.

Someday you'll jump out and we will laugh, knowing it was one of your common pranks.

Aren't you?

Well… I've got to go to practice with Sensei and our other brothers… I write you another one tomorrow, or even later tonight.

Make sure I'm the first to see you when you come back, okay?

Then we can surprise everyone else too!

Love,

Big Bro Donny

Dear Mike,

Hey, again.

Geez… It's been awhile since I have written to you.

When you come back, I will give these letters to you.

But I must warn you; there are a lot of them.

I miss you a lot. Practice was long, tiring, and completely boring without you there. Three just doesn't sound as intimidating as four was. But once you come back home, it will be like it always was. Like old times.

Right?

It's so weird sitting at the dinner table without you, because there are five seats at the table. I still sit with Raph, but Leo looks really lonely when he sits by himself. I can almost see sadness in his eyes. But why should he be sad? Is it because you aren't eating dinner with us anymore?

You should stop playing this game. You should just come out and make everyone happy again.

I wish everything were right again.

Everyone is sad without you.

The other day, I tried calling you on your shell cell. You didn't pick up. I was going to try again, but then Raph came in and yelled at me, saying you were dead and I needed to move on.

But you're not dead!

I just know it!

The world where you're dead is pretend…

And I'll be waiting for your comeback Mikey.

I'll always be waiting.

Love always,

Donatello

(A/N: I almost cried writing this. Made my face burn up, sniffles come… Yeah… Well, I have MORE news! I am now beta-ing stories! Yup, so check out my beta reader profile! Also, I need ideas for the song title to be used for the sequel to Valentine's Day. For more info on that, go to my profile. In last news, I just want to ask, who wants to do a collaboration story with me? We can send each other chappies and write a really awesome story… It can be a more-than-two person thing people! So, thanks for reading.)