They say every cloud has a silver lining so where is mines. Why is my cloud raining so much? So dark? All these bad days would they ever be a good one. Rape itself is no fun and games. People don't handle rape the same way. I know it changed me in ways I should run away from. But I wasn't born crazy I became crazy. From hate and pain. No love and affection. You'll never imagine someone getting rape then deal with what I had to in life. Story starts when I was only 11 years old. Back in 2000 a story of how to not be broken and give up. Good days comes after the bad ones. This story is a little emotional but it's okays. Don't be sad guys this is a real story about my life and I'm as happy as I can be I'm not broken.