My Name Is...

My name is Alyec Theodore Burke. I have… problems. I’m tall and awkward. I’m not too muscled but I’m muscled enough that I can hold my own in a fight. I ran away from my home at age ten. My parents were fighting and I couldn’t take the yelling, so I left. When I returned… there was blood splattered on the wall by the front door. I didn’t know what had happened but my body became cold and numb. My heart started to speed up. There was no more yelling… only quiet. I started to run. I ran up the stairs to the bedroom they shared and stopped in the doorway. My mother’s beautiful blonde hair was splattered red with blood and my father lay nearby with his glasses broken in his hand.