Angel or demon? Shea's story

I run through of what I assume is an abandoned town, perhaps destroyed by my father. Dodging burnt buildings I keep going. Where I'm going is beyond me. I can't go home and I can't go to my mother. I'm a 13 year old demon with angel blood running through my veins. Satan, ruler of demons, is my father. My mother is one of the purest and most beautiful goddess heaven has seen. Very well know and loved by all. I haven't seen them since that day. The day their secret almost came out, their absolutely horrible mistake was almost discovered. If said happened, their reputation would be tarnished for all eternity. So they swept it under the rug and went their separate ways. That mistake was their child; me. They abandoned me somewhere rural and left. I don't remember how long it's been since that day, or even how I got here, but all I know is that I'm alone to die in this world. Forgotten, thrown into a ditch and covered up. Shamed forever by the people who brought me into this world. So I run. I run until I find somewhere, anywhere to go. To find a purpose. To dig myself out of this mess. And win the love and respect I should've gotten. Until I find that, I run.