Parents Who Kill--Shocking True Stories of the World's Most Evil Parents Read Free

beside her. She phoned her work and said that she couldn’t come in, but didn’t tell them why. Bleeding heavily and again suicidal, she smothered the baby with a flannel, a pillow and clothes.
    Emma went to work the following day, then phoned her older brother Kris and said that she wanted to kill herself. He immediately drove to her flat to collect her and brought her back with him to his home in Kent. He had no inkling that the plastic bag she was clutching contained the corpse of her infant son. The following day she returned home and put the tiny body in her freezer then continued her normal life.
    A few weeks later, Emma’s brother found the frozen cadaver and the young woman made a full confession to the police, saying ‘I was afraid. I didn’t want people to know that I was pregnant. I didn’t know what to do.’ They could see that she was mentally disturbed and were sympathetic. She also showed genuine remorse.
    On 21 December 1996, her 60-year-old father accompanied her to The Old Bailey where she was sentenced to three years’ probation and ordered to receive psychiatric counselling. The judge was understanding, remarking on the lonely birth and adding ‘this is not something which should be allowed to cloud your entire future.’ He warned her against having further children whilst under the supervision order and the defence reassured him that she had been fitted with an IUD contraceptive device.
STEPHANIE WERNICK
    Born into an affluent Jewish family in 1970 in New Jersey, Stephanie fared less well at school than her twin Tracy and two older siblings. Academic excellence was important to her parents so she was often grounded for failing exams and they eventually hired a tutor to ensure that she got her high school diploma. They also sent her to a private college in Long Island as her grades were so low.
    Enjoying her freedom for the first time at college, Stephanie began to drink and have sex like almost everyone else. By thefollowing spring she was pregnant, but would later claim that she didn’t know.
    By the onset of her second year at college she was gaining in size and began to wear increasingly baggy clothes. Several of her dorm mates asked her if she was pregnant but she vociferously denied it, fearing what her family would say.
    On 17 December 1990, days before college broke up for the Christmas vacation, Stephanie – now aged 20 – went into the bathroom and, after over an hour and a half in labour, delivered her baby son into the toilet. Looking under the door, her friends saw a pool of blood around Stephanie’s feet but she told them that she was just having an unusually heavy period. They thought that they heard a baby whimper, but the sound wasn’t repeated and they assumed that they must have been wrong.
    Meanwhile, Stephanie stuffed seven balls of toilet paper down the baby’s throat, tore away the umbilical cord and briefly left the toilet cubicle to put the baby into a trash bag. When one of her friends returned, she called to her from the locked cubicle to say that she’d disposed of her blood-soaked clothes in the trash, and would her friend please take it down the hall to the garbage room? Her friend obliged, though she was surprised at the weight of the ruined garments. Meanwhile, Stephanie showered, reassured her dorm mates that she was fine and went back to bed.
A GRIM DISCOVERY
    Back at the garbage room, a janitor noticed a bloodied towel on top of one of the trash bags. He called to the cleaner and together they opened the bag to find the body of a baby boy. The policeman who was first on the scene attempted to revive the infant but the toilet paper was wedged so far down his throat that hospital staff needed forceps to remove some of it. Their belated attempts at CPR were in vain.
    The house mother and the police awoke the girls and said that a baby had been found, and the other girls admitted they thought that Stephanie had given birth. She denied this, saying ‘My