Children Who Kill: Profiles of Pre-Teen and Teenage Killers by Carol Anne Davis
Authors: Carol Anne Davis
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living on the streets. She lost weight and soon had a serious hygiene problem. After four weeks she contacted the police and asked them to take her home.
The authorities decided to put her in a group home, where she’d later claim she was raped. (Such homes are magnets for paedophiles.) After a few weeks she was moved into foster care but within hours she’d absconded again. She was desperate to be a free spirit – but understandably didn’t have the peace of mind to truly be free. Meanwhile her brothers were being questioned by the police about acts of vandalism and theft and drugs.
Like many unhappy teenagers, Cindy began to overeat. By the time she was fifteen she weighed ten stone. Superficially she looked old beyond her yearsand hard and angry – but people who looked closer could see that she was still a desperately vulnerable child. She was also an increasingly dangerous child as the years of sexual and physical abuse had taken their toll and she told herself she no longer cared who she hurt. In fact, she’d started to enjoy hurting those who’d had more privileged childhoods. She also swore and lied and insulted the various authority figures who she came into contact with, surviving by cutting herself off from emotional pain.
Cindy soon gained a reputation for being mean to other inmates in the group home. Even the boys were afraid of her. She’d now grown to five foot nine and could pack a powerful punch.
On 14th June 1983, Cindy went to visit a friend who was living in a group home, and met up with another resident called Shirley Wolf. Shirley was still missing her mother and her brothers and even wanted to see her dad. The teenagers talked and decided to flee together, determined to have a big adventure. As they walked and hitched they exchanged life stories, finding that both had suffered a lifetime’s worth of violence and sexual abuse. Within hours they would become the violent ones, killing an innocent victim in a prolonged and brutal attack…
Shirley Wolf
Shirley’s life had been even worse than Cindy’s. She was born on 17th April 1969 to Katherine and LouWolf, the couple’s first baby. Katherine had been physically and sexually abused by relatives during her childhood and Lou had been physically battered by his father – and had watched his father batter his mother – then was put into a care home where he was beaten by a priest. (Despite these brutal experiences, he had a religious tattoo on his left arm.) Lou, a carpenter, now controlled his young wife, who initially adored him and was used to being controlled.
But control freaks tend to control their children too, so by the time Shirley was a toddler her life was becoming a less happy one. Her father – who was over six foot tall and powerfully built – hit her for any imagined misdemeanours whilst Katherine looked the other way. On other occasions Katherine also lashed out. She’d given Shirley two brothers in quick succession so was coping with three pre-school children and a husband who ruled the household with an iron fist.
Not that life was all bad. Lou would sometimes bring home presents for the children. He’d stroke Shirley’s silky brown hair and look into her dark brown eyes and tell her that she was his little princess.
Incest
One night, when Shirley was three, the little princess awoke to find her father in her room. He took her from her bed and rubbed her body against his until he ejaculated. Then he awoke his wife and told her he’d had a dream in which he’d imagined he was havingadult-to-adult sex. He said that he’d woken to find that he was really touching little Shirley. Would Katherine go and clean the child up?
Katherine’s relatives had pretended not to notice when she was sexually abused – and it now seems that she emulated this not-seeing. She picked up the frozen, watchful child, stripped off her semen-soaked pyjamas and dressed her in clean clothes.
School days
By the time Shirley was ready
The authorities decided to put her in a group home, where she’d later claim she was raped. (Such homes are magnets for paedophiles.) After a few weeks she was moved into foster care but within hours she’d absconded again. She was desperate to be a free spirit – but understandably didn’t have the peace of mind to truly be free. Meanwhile her brothers were being questioned by the police about acts of vandalism and theft and drugs.
Like many unhappy teenagers, Cindy began to overeat. By the time she was fifteen she weighed ten stone. Superficially she looked old beyond her yearsand hard and angry – but people who looked closer could see that she was still a desperately vulnerable child. She was also an increasingly dangerous child as the years of sexual and physical abuse had taken their toll and she told herself she no longer cared who she hurt. In fact, she’d started to enjoy hurting those who’d had more privileged childhoods. She also swore and lied and insulted the various authority figures who she came into contact with, surviving by cutting herself off from emotional pain.
Cindy soon gained a reputation for being mean to other inmates in the group home. Even the boys were afraid of her. She’d now grown to five foot nine and could pack a powerful punch.
On 14th June 1983, Cindy went to visit a friend who was living in a group home, and met up with another resident called Shirley Wolf. Shirley was still missing her mother and her brothers and even wanted to see her dad. The teenagers talked and decided to flee together, determined to have a big adventure. As they walked and hitched they exchanged life stories, finding that both had suffered a lifetime’s worth of violence and sexual abuse. Within hours they would become the violent ones, killing an innocent victim in a prolonged and brutal attack…
Shirley Wolf
Shirley’s life had been even worse than Cindy’s. She was born on 17th April 1969 to Katherine and LouWolf, the couple’s first baby. Katherine had been physically and sexually abused by relatives during her childhood and Lou had been physically battered by his father – and had watched his father batter his mother – then was put into a care home where he was beaten by a priest. (Despite these brutal experiences, he had a religious tattoo on his left arm.) Lou, a carpenter, now controlled his young wife, who initially adored him and was used to being controlled.
But control freaks tend to control their children too, so by the time Shirley was a toddler her life was becoming a less happy one. Her father – who was over six foot tall and powerfully built – hit her for any imagined misdemeanours whilst Katherine looked the other way. On other occasions Katherine also lashed out. She’d given Shirley two brothers in quick succession so was coping with three pre-school children and a husband who ruled the household with an iron fist.
Not that life was all bad. Lou would sometimes bring home presents for the children. He’d stroke Shirley’s silky brown hair and look into her dark brown eyes and tell her that she was his little princess.
Incest
One night, when Shirley was three, the little princess awoke to find her father in her room. He took her from her bed and rubbed her body against his until he ejaculated. Then he awoke his wife and told her he’d had a dream in which he’d imagined he was havingadult-to-adult sex. He said that he’d woken to find that he was really touching little Shirley. Would Katherine go and clean the child up?
Katherine’s relatives had pretended not to notice when she was sexually abused – and it now seems that she emulated this not-seeing. She picked up the frozen, watchful child, stripped off her semen-soaked pyjamas and dressed her in clean clothes.
School days
By the time Shirley was ready
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