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I would just sit out on the porch and watch their yard, where the girls used to play, the yard began to deteriorate, and the weeds grew up. The house also deteriorated. There was just a real sense of sadness. Many people in the town would leave things on the porch and cry. And then so many people started to drive by the house and just look or take pictures. One time, I even heard somebody call Shanann’s name. I looked out and there was a man in a car yelling out for her several times. This was over a year later. But for whatever reason, he thought Chris Watts was still held up in the house or something.