[Ro's POV]
I get slapped twice. Why do they do this to me? I have no clue. They are selfish and rude, my parents. Well, technically, they aren't my parents, I was adopted when I was younger.

I cry and scoot up against the wall. "S-stop!" I yell. Then I get slapped again. They walk out of the room and shut the door and lock it, so I can't get out. I look over to my window. I climb out of it and sit on the roof of the apartment building.

I sit there and sob, for quite a while. Then I hear some rustling. I look up, tears streaming down my face. "C'mon out." I say. I look behind me but see nothing.

I put my head back down into my knees. The voice walks over to me. I can feel the presence. "Why are you crying?" The voice says. I sniffle. "Because my parents hate me." I cry.

His voice softens. "Oh." He says. I look up to see a large turtle sitting next to me. Honestly, I'm not scared at all. I wouldn't give a crap if he was a giant talking spider! Well, maybe a little. But, you get my point.

He smiles. "So you're not scared. That's a relief." He says. I giggle a little, wiping away tears. "My name is Leonardo. But you can call me Leo." He's so nice.

"My name is Rosalina, but call me Ro." I say. "Okay Ro. I should probably get back to my house but maybe we can meet each other here tomorrow?" He asks. I nod. "Definitely." I smile.

We shake hands and then he gets up and leaves. There is something about that guy. Something.. good.