when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]

My name is Lexi Farmore, and this is the story of my death. I didn't bother brushing my hair this morning. Today I was going to juvie. I threw on some old clothes, I didn't care what I looked like. Because you see, I was framed. My twin sister, she killed 20 people... She blamed me because I was the one who always got in trouble. Well it was never me. My sister, she's very smart. She has a way of getting what she wants, or blaming who she wants. The only one who would have believed me is dead. My father was always by my side. He never quite liked my sister, that's why she killed him. As I finished packing I watched my sister give me a glare.

Strange things have been occuring in the Miller house lately. Writing on walls, children's laughter and footsteps throughout the house, doors opening and slamming shut by themselves and even the record player which hasn't worked in years found itself playing strange music. Who or what is haunting the Miller's house? Are they safe? Why is their house the one being haunted? Can they get the spirits out of their house before someone gets hurt?