I love being creative, having fun with my family, and having a good time with my friends. I’m easy going. But I have a temper when someone gets me mad. I love girly things like dolls, flowers, and the color pink. I love looking after animals. I enjoy playing with pets and wild animals. I am, however, afraid of ones like snakes and spiders. They creep me out. I don’t enjoy being left alone in a dark room. I love reading and writing. I will grab any book on the shelf and have probably read the books a hundred times. I love stories from the Brothers Grimm and the fantasy ones that tell the tales of Rapunzel or others. I am honest and loyal. You only have one chance at trying to befriend me. Or if you make a mistake and cross my family, you’ll never have a second chance.

On the negative side, I tend to be stubborn. I will not take no for an answer. I like being grounded and stable. I am not a fan when plans change suddenly. I am hard-working. I will be up all night if I have to finish my homework, but I’m sure my parents will not let me do that. When I have a job, I will be no different in turning into a workaholic. I can be a little impulsive. I tend to work on emotions rather than reason. I always speak my mind, even if that hurts someone else. And I am also the clever type. Able to think of clever plans and come up with ones that take time and several steps to walk through them.

The Delanceys of New York have a slightly complex history, yet it’s still very simple. The family started in France. They were a strong family who prided themselves on making sons to carry on their name. The daughters weren’t treated as well, but instead pretty much sold off to the highest bidder essentially, only being married off to the most powerful families they could find. This kept going until one Delancey male fell in love with an Italian woman from a poor family. His name was Louis Delancey and his beautiful Italian wife was Amalia De Agostini. He ran off with her and while they may have been able to live a happy life, finally one summer, his father and uncles found him and killed not only him, but his pregnant wife as well as the three children in the home.

That’s most likely where the story should end, but the enraged Delancey family made a miscalculation. They didn’t kill everyone. Louis and Amalia were pregnant with their fifth child. There was one that survived, having been in the field working the farm animals at the time of the attack. He was smart enough not to run towards the danger, but instead, he ran and hid in the barn under the floorboards to a secret underground room that was built just in case something like this happened. His name was Tommaso Delancey.

Tommaso was 15 at the time of the attack. He made his way to family nearby where they protected him and mourned for their murdered family members. When he graduated from school, he found passage to America. Once the ship docked in New York, he got to work, finding odd jobs everywhere he could. He was a smart man and knew how to save his money well.

When he was just 21, he met Lucia, a woman he fell deeply in love with. They fell in love quickly and married within a year. Their life was falling into place. She supported him as he worked to make their lives better than what he had. They were starting their family when he finally had enough money to buy a small store front on Delancey Street. He chose that street to find a business because of his name. Even though it was the Delanceys that had killed his own family, that was still his name and he had been raised to be proud of who he was. He wasn’t evil like the ones that took everything from him. He was a good man and he was determined to make sure everyone knew that he was nothing like the ones who had his namesake.

He was good with his hands and building things, so he turned the shop into a furniture store that sold items he made. He named it Delacey’s Custom Furniture.It was simple enough that when word got out at his quality work, the rich and famous stopped by because it seemed like a place they wouldn’t be hounded by paparazzi.

Tommaso and Lucia ended up having six children, the eldest two were twins, and the business was quite successful. Tommaso’s oldest twin,Frederico, inherited the business, and gave the younger twin, Bernardo, his blessing to attend the college he had been wanting to go to: Big Sky University in Montana. His other children stuck around New York or moved as far as Chicago with their families. Everyone was happy and the worries of the evil Delanceys in France faded away quickly. But, come to find out, that was because once Tomasso’s grandfather and uncles had died, the others seemed to be grateful and started to branch out and marry for love themselves.

Once Tomasso passed away, Frederico Delancey took over the old store on Delancey Street. He happily created furniture just as his father had done and when he married and his own family had started. His younger twin was happy in Montana, having just graduated and asked if he could open a store there, which his twin thought was a great idea for the business. Bernardo married and happily created furniture with the same quality he grew up knowing using everything his father had taught him.He thought the family business would end up having a name change since his brother Frederico’s wife was having trouble having children, but then they were blessed with a boy whom they named Tomasso after the boy’s grandfather. Bernardo, on the other hand, and his wife had three girls before finally they had a son whom they named Louis. And just as his father had blessed him with spreading his wings, he gave his son the choice to do the same and when he died, his son Louis made his choice easily.

Louis ran the business just as his father and grandfather in New York had before him. Even though he never met his own grandfather, he was happy that he had married a woman named Teresa and his first child was born, a son, who he named Matteo before his own father died. Bernardo lived until Matteo was 6 years old and then Louis became the owner of the business.

Louis and his wife had only three children, all boys, but he taught Matteo from an early age how things were done in the shop. He wanted to make sure the shop’s tradition stayed with the oldest son, just as it had been from the beginning. His two other sons created their own businesses, one as a restaurant owner and the other joining the FBI.

Matteo fell in love with a woman named Sofia and they married right after they graduated and within the first two years of marriage, their oldest child, a son, was born who they named Morris. Louis was ecstatic to have a grandson and was very much a part of teaching Morris how to create things like his family always had.

Two years after Morris was born, Matteo and Sofia had another son. They named him Oscar and the couple couldn’t have been happier. That happiness lasted until Louis finally died of a heart attack when Morris was just 4 years old.

Matteo took over as the owner of Delancey’s Custom Furniture and he carried on the quality work the business had come to be known for. His sons joined him at work from when they were very young. They only weren’t at the store if they were in school or doing school related things such as sports.

Matteo started to feel ill suddenly when Morris was just 20 years old. He was only 40 years old when he passed away. Morris was heartbroken, but he knew that he would do just as all the other oldest sons have done in the family. He took over without a second thought and let his younger brother make his own choice on what he wanted to do. He was a little surprised that he stuck around and helped him in the store. Even though Morris inherited the business, he looked at his brother as an equal in the business.

Morris grew up loved by his parents. He was loved by his grandfather for the first four years of his life before he died. He loved going to work with his father and learning how to do different things to create great pieces of furniture and cabinets. He soaked in as much of the information as he could and fell in love with building things.

He fell in love with a girl named Olivia in school. They were happy together the entire time and he planned on marrying her after graduating. His father thought the world of her even though he had never had the pleasure of meeting her. However, that engagement didn’t happen. Olivia ended up disappearing and Morris had no idea why.

He was heartbroken that she left the way she did without a trace. He tried looking for her for a year after graduating, but then ended up falling in love with another woman named Alex Torres. She was fresh out of the police academy and they were head over heels for each other. His father, however, suddenly became very ill and died just a couple of weeks after Morris and Alex began to date.

Morris was crushed. He relied on Alex’s love and support which she freely gave. He couldn’t rely as much on his own brother, because he was set to graduate that same year from school and he wanted him to be able to focus on what he wanted to do. He proposed to her just a few months later and the engagement didn’t last very long either. It was just a few months later that he married her. By the end of their first year of marriage together, they had their first child, a daughter named Jayden.

Morris had busied himself with work, just as his father and grandfather before him. He and Alex had trouble with pregnancies, having a few miscarriages before they finally had their son Logan three years after their daughter was born. With the birth of their son, tragedy hit Morris again. His wife was working her last shift before leaving for maternity leave when she was shot by a high ranking member of the Irish mob. Doctors were able to safely deliver their son a month early, but his wife died soon after the delivery, having been able to hang on long enough to hold him for a moment.

Morris was distraught again. He busied himself at work when one day a familiar face came into his store, his late wife’s best friend named Meghan Fuller. The two of them quickly hit it off and quickly married within a year. The two of them then went on and ended up having a total of three children together: a girl Jessica, followed by a boy Daniel, and then another little girl named Grace.

I am Grace Ann Delancey, Morris and Meghan Delancey's youngest daughter. I was born on May 20th, a warm spring day with green leaves and lush grass. I was a happy and curious baby when I was born.

My father's first marriage with Alex they had Jayden and Logan together. After Alex died tragically, her best friend Meghan Fuller came into his life. After dating for almost a year, they married and had Jessica, Daniel, and me. I am the closest to Jayden out of all my siblings. I like to play dress up together and go shopping with her on the weekends.

Growing up, I remember spending a lot of time at my father's workshop. I would sit in the chair watching him while he worked. I was a daddy's girl, so my father did everything, even spoiling me. I wouldn't say it made me a brat. When I was home, I would find animals out in the yard or the nearby woods. And I would bring them home to come play with. Of course, they always got released back into the wild unharmed.

I was excited about school. I couldn't wait to go to it. The subjects that I was very good at included Social Studies, Art, English, and Writing. When I came home with homework and needed help, I asked Jayden for help. She was a very good tutor.

I'm in junior high now. I am enjoying school and hanging out with my group of friends. I tried out for cheerleading, and I made the squad. I also tried out for volleyball and made the team. I am excellent at both of them.

Currently, I have figured out what I want to do in the future, and I want to become a veterinarian. I love animals and taking care of them. The future looks bright.