A Bloody Rose

It's Valentines Day. Y'know, the day of love. Everyone is celebrating romance, love, and joy. However, Valentines Day is a day of despair for me and my family. On this day, my sister was 31 when she was brutally murdered. Her grave was burned, and the only thong that was found on the site was a single bloody rose. I loved my sister dearly. She always laughed. I remember her laughing when

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