My name means, ¨soft as wool¨. That's at least what my mother told me.
She also said that my skin resembled silk and that my hair was fairer than provolone cheese. She mentioned to me so many times about my eyes being the colour of the Mediterranean Sea, beautiful blue.
I believed her. I believed that she loved me, until she ran.
My name is Delanna Hays. I am anything but soft.
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Delanna
Teen Fiction¨I believed that she loved me, until she ran.¨ 15-year-old Delanna Hays lived with her parents in a small flat in downtown Rome. That is until her mother left. With her mother gone, Delanna takes it upon herself to feed herself and her father...
