We all know Dora the Explorer, right? She's that kids show with the monkey and the map with the big nose that sometimes speaks in Spanish. Yeah her, now this story may be called twisted or stupid but it is a story nonetheless. Now it all started when Dora started getting older as well as her friends…

Dora's POV

"Come on Boots we have to get home for dinner" I call over my shoulder to my best friend in red boots. Did I mention he was a monkey, awesome right?

"Alright Dora" He says picking up the pace

When he gets to me I dash off to my house not wanting to be late and not allowed to go on anymore of our adventures. I get through the door just in time, Boot's not far behind.

"Just made it" My mother says smiling as she kisses my forehead.

"Mommmm" I whine because it feels like she's still treating me like I'm five.

"Sorry, sorry. I just missed you is all." She says

"Dinner will be ready at seven so head upstairs and straighten up that pigsty you call a room" she teases.

I laugh

"Alright" I say heading upstairs straighten up Boots helping.

We finish quickly and I flop on my bed and boots does as well next to me. He starts to drift off and I laugh silently because of how quickly he can fall asleep. I go to my backpack to get out my journal. I have been writing down our most recent adventures because they are going to be ending soon. I am going to be heading to the city to get an education that I can't get here. I notice that it's gone and nowhere near my backpack. I sigh and head downstairs hoping I might of dropped it on the way up. I don't see it so I sneak out the front door to retrace my steps and see where I dropped it. I probably should've brought Boots with me but I didn't want to wake him up just after he fell asleep but I didn't think it was that big of a deal at the time and that is something I am going to regret for a very long time. I head into the woods knowing that this is Swipers home and maybe he took it when I wasn't looking. I don't see it in his little hide out where he throws our stuff if he swipes it. I turn to leave and see Swiper there with the journal in his hand.

"Swiper give it back." I say just wanting to head home before mom gets mad.

"No I'm good." He says smirking as he does. He starts tossing it from one hand to the other and I just roll my eyes.

"Swiper no swiping Swiper no swiping" I chant wanting him to just give me my book.

"Didn't you hear Dora, that doesn't work anymore. I can take whatever I want" He says with a evil smirk as he comes closer.

My eyes widen and I back away and try to run but realize I'm trapped and everything goes downhill from there.

When Swiper is done with me he throws my clothes to the ground like trash and he leaves. I shake as I grab my clothes and put them on. I walk home limping and into the house not caring that I am extremely late for dinner and mom is standing at the entrance with a glare set on her face.

"Dora do you have any idea how late it is?! Where were you?" She asks angrily

"Shut the hell up bitch and leave me alone" I say back to her glaring back.

She looks taken back and I go passed her not caring and up to the roof where I go when I want to think. I sit on the ledge of the building and think about jumping off. I bring my knees to my chest and cry. I have a feeling of despair in my stomach but I also have the feeling of anger and I know that I can not go now I have to get my revenge first. I hear the door to the roof open and hear rubber boots as the person walks across the roof. I know that it is Boots and I have a feeling of overwhelming anger towards him. How dare he fall asleep and leave me all alone. How dare he not be there when I needed him the most. How dare he not come looking for me and stopping Swiper. I tighten the grip on my arms as he comes closer. He taps my arm to get my attention.

"Dora-" He starts but stops as he is flipped over my back and off of the roof the the ground three stories below head first. I watch as his head connects with the cement cracking and blood pooling around him. I smile evilly and laugh but then get my act together and run to my mother.

"Mom I'm so sorry about before I don't know what came over me but Boots is hurt! He fell off of the roof and to the ground!" I yell 'worriedly'

"What?!" She yells as she runs outside to go check on him and I hear her scream and call the cops. Stupid ass monkey… I think in my head.