It all started before Christmas

It all started before Christmas

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Last published Wed, Oct 28, 2015

It really all started 16 years ago when my older brother Jackson was born,then 2 years later I Hayden was born, then my younger sister Sydney was born a year later.Two years later twin brothers Jayce and Alec were born,3 years after that Sadie was born,another 3 years later my younger sister Astrid was born and then finally 2 years later the youngest of the bunch was born,Ezra is his name.Yep that's my family 8 kids,so not much attention.I Hayden Chase am tired of having to deal with all of this,the troubles with having seven other siblings,the fact that they make it very difficult to focus on my dream of becoming a national level soccer player,i'm already on team Ontario and play NMSC OPDL but I want to be playing for team Canada.Suddenly small miracles start happening.Right Before Christmas

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