Red Petals
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Everything was normal in our little town, until the day HE moved in next door... Mr. Sampson was a strange man. He was quiet. He looked strange. He kept to himself. The day my sister, Izzie, went missing, there was a trail of red petals led from his front door to the middle of the street, then mysteriously stopped. What was the connection between the petals, Izzie's disappearance, and Mr. Sampson? Would we ever find her?
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