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Drawing the Volturi

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Parts 11
Time 17m

Janet doesn't speak, she is mute, but she will talk to you, not like other kids, obviously, but through her drawings. Now with this note, I only ask you to look for one thing, a man in each of her pictures, with no face and a black cloak.   My daughter is gifted but also I fear this man. I don't know where she saw him but he is there in her pictures everyone. It feels like your being watched if you look at him.All Rights Reserved

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