OOC; Private after first post.
IC: Shadow was a thirteen year old boy with a slightly muscular figure and dark brown, short-cut hair. He had chocolate eyes, and his favorite color was green. He had two parents, but they were both killed by a drunk driver. His only brother is in a gang, which has left a bad scar on his reputation. He has been running from the law because he doesn't want to be in an orphanage, but he isn't the run-away-all-the-time-rebellious type kid. He just hates that type of life. It is Tuesday, January 12th.
When he tells someone about his parents, he tells them: "It was my thirteenth birthday. Only about (place days here) days ago. My parents were driving back from work to take me to my personal birthday party, when some guy who had had six beers came flying down, didn't notice a red light, totaled the car, and killed both my parents." Whenever someone asks him why he isn't in an orphanage, he just shakes his head and leaves.
Shadow slid down along the smooth stone wall of the quiet school building. It was late at night, so he knew no one would see him there. He let out a long, deep sigh. He was so tired of running from the law. It was exhausting. For a kid like him, it wasn't running from the law. It was surviving.
