Growing up, I never had a mom, a dad, or any relative for all that matters. All I had was Jace. My one and only best friend. Jace is the father I never had that pays the bills, and ensured that I was well taken cared of. The mother that gives me every bit of details there is to know about life and relationships, in preparation. And the best friend that gives comfort, assurance and reassurance, in my times of distress. Don't get me wrong, we weren't always perfect. I was a real pain in the ass. And that is why I say with a grateful heart, that all that I am right at this present moment, is all because of my one and only Jace Mason. The struggling fact is... He needed help himself. He didn't have it all. infact he was as poor as everyone else living alone. Yet he took me in at age twelve, when he was only nineteen. And all through out the battling pain I was... Jace... He never stopped trying with me... He never gave up...
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