Have you ever been told that your worthless? That you were just a mistake left to be someone else's problem? I have. So many times. I was left on my Aunt Beth's doorstep when I was thought to be only a few months old. She never told me much about where I came from, or who my parents were. I was always told, "You should just thank your lucky stars that I felt generous enough to take you in". I wasn't thanking any stars. I didn't believe in luck. I was living in an absolute nightmare. But everyone has a light no matter how good or bad they may seen. My light? Can be summed up in two words. Rebel Drake.