I wish my killer daughter WAS DEAD

Amanda Leek knew her little girl was evil when she was just three

- AMANDA LEEK, JOHN PARRISH DAILY MAIL

I'd been worried about my daughter Jessie pretty much since the day she was born.

She was slow to hit baby milestones and her little sister Codie, who I had a year later, steamed ahead of her. Codie even walked before Jessie did. Jessie was also sneaky.

Don't get me wrong. I know every mum has got home and found a toy hidden in a bag or pushchair that her toddler has swiped from a shop, but Jessie stole constantly. And not just toys - anything she could get her hands on.

Then she'd lie about it. The first time she did it, she was only three. Just a few months later, her bad behaviour grew sinister. She had been playing in the garden with Codie when she picked up a rock and hit her over the head with it.

Unnatural reaction

As Codie screamed, Jessie just laughed. Then she wiped her hands in her sister's blood and licked it. I was shaking as I told my aunt Karen, who was like a second mum to me, what had happened.

'Try not to worry about it,' she said. But I could tell she was just as concerned as I was. When Jessie started school, she struggled to make friends because of her behaviour.

Eventually, I had her assessed and learned that educationally she was a little behind. But deep down, I knew it was far worse than that. As Jessie reached her teens, her behaviour became unmanageable. At 15, she ran away to be with her boyfriend. When Karen and I went round there, trying to talk some sense into her, she swore at us, then called the police.

I felt like I'd completely lost my daughter. When Jessie was 20, she had a little girl of her own, Madilyn. I hoped motherhood would change her, but it didn't. Karen and I spent more time looking after Madilyn than Jessie did.