Raph's Story

by Mrs Turtle

Just something that came out of me. I don't even know the plot. It's supposed to be scary. It's not based on the 2003 series. Lot's of cussing in chapter 1. Chapter 2 isn't as angst riddled or as prolific. Chapter 2 happens before chapter 1.

2. How the journal started

A/N: I have decided to take the advice of Reinbeauchaser and turn this into a full fledged story (God knows I need another one). This is going to be my last chapter story that I'll be starting for a while, although I still have a few plot bunnies that I want to look into. If you have any ideas on where this story should go, dear god please tell me. And if you like this story, REVIEW, please.(no flames)

Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT

12/26/2004
I found this journal in dumpster behind a really nice apartment building. Someone didn't want it, the plastic raping and price taghadn't even been taken off ($35 for a journal, and someone threw it away!). I found some really other nice things too. A kiddy laptop, you know; those ones that have a bunch of programs on them so kids in elementery school could learn their ABC's; that made a perfect project for Donnie, he'll be working on that for a few weeks at least, trying to fix it into a normal laptop. I also found lots of comics for Mikey, and a perfectly good Western DVD, you know he loves those things. For Father I got a book about Japanese art. For Leo, I just found a Karma Sutra book for him and Venus, although I'm not sure how much they'll actually be able to do with their shells. All of this wasin that nice dumpster. What some people will throw away amazes me. Venus.She's been living with us for a few weeks now, I'm starting to get a really bad feeling about her, I don't know what it is. She's been hanging out with Leo, and even though they try to keep it a secret, everybody knows what they're doing. They could have waited just a little bit longer if you ask me, but it is his life, so I'll stay out of it.

12/31/04
There was an explosion in the Donnie's Lab yesterday. We don't know what happened. It could of just been that something overheated, but Father isn't taking any chances. We'll be moving tonight. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to write because I want to keep this journal a secret and I don't know how much private time I'll be getting in the near future. The explosion happened when we were training, but I saw Venus tinkering with the kiddy laptop I got for Donnie. Maybe she was just trying to play with it, but I will not be taking any chances; I'm keeping both eyes on her as often as I can.