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Ongoing, First published Feb 20, 2023
Mature
-THE TREEHOUSE: THE STORY OF ROSE KIMBERLY-

    I'm Rose Kimberly. And I thought I would live a long, happy life. I didn't. Killed at the age of 13, my case would remain unsolved for a year before they found out who killed me - who was in charge of my murder. My name appeared on billboards, posters tapped to lampposts - my name would be the name that appeared in bolded red words: "MISSING SINCE DECEMBER 10TH, 2000: ROSE KIMBERLY".




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