"Whoa, so cool, dudette! You were keeping another secret from us," Mikey said.
Then, I saw Raph hit him upside the head and say, "No, NOT cool! She could be hiding more secrets! She could be part of the FootClan for all we know!"
I was tired of him accusing me of things so much I rushed out the door into the sewers, tears streaming down my face. I ran until I just had to slow down. How could he? How could he accuse me of being part of the FootClan? Didn't he know the people that cornered me were working with the FootClan?
Suddenly, I heard someone running towards me. I was about to turn when Raph caught my arm. I was struggling to get free, but he only held me tighter.
"Come on, kid. You know I didn't mean it. I just got irritated with Mikey, that's all," he said.
I didn't care. I bit his arm, making him let go, and ran, ran until I reached the ladder that led to a manhole. I went up to the surface and walked onto the sidewalk.
It was getting dark, so I figured the turtles would be after me. I then ran towards Central Park until I found a tree with a huge hole at the roots. I gathered broken branches, went in the hole, and covered it with the branches.
I stayed awake the whole night, looking out a peephole in between the branches, making sure the turtles didn't find me.