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Texas Mother Kills Her Autistic Children - 911 Call Confession

Texas Mother Kills Her Autistic Children - 911 Call Confession
Texas Mother Kills Her Autistic Children - 911 Call Confession
Saiqa Akhter, a 30 year old mother, places a 911 call with a shocking confession. As you'll hear from the video added below, Ms. Akhter placed a call from her Irving, Texas home and openly admitted killing her two children. She states that the cause of death was strangulation.

The 911 operator remained calm and asked the proper questions paying close attention to detail. The mother calmly explained in detail all that transpired. In the conversation, she told the 911 operator, " They are blue and their heart is not beating!"

The 911 operator asked key questions as to "How did she kill them and why?"

 Saiqa Akhter remained calm, saying that she feels nothing. Her reason for killing her children was, in her own words, "Because they are autistic. I don't want kids like that! I want normal kids!"


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