M i s s i n g

M i s s i n g

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Mystery
The Duncan sisters, already, disappeared 10 years ago. This was a big disappointment for the detective Lewis, who had this case, and a big misfortune for the entire family. The young girls disappeared when they were 5 and 9 years old. The oldest, Vanessa, had a round face and cheeks so big, they covered half of her sky blue eyes when she laughed. She loved dancing, she did the most beautiful twirls, it looked like her blonde hair was dancing with her, and finally, her hair reflected the sun so much, that it looked like gold. Then, Lily seemed to be the complete opposite of her sister, but, really, they were best friends. She loved swimming, she would stay in the pool for hours, her brown hair perfectly moved in the water and her burst of laughter, weirdly, made the green of her eyes pop. They got along and were inseparable. Wherever one went, the other followed her. They reacted in an inexplicable way when they were too far from each other. 10 years later, a picture was sent to their parents, showing that they were still alive. But... Why now?
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