Christina Riggs Executed for Killing Her Babies in the Most Horrifying Way | Final Meal & Words PART1 This is without a doubt one of the most chilling execution cases in the history of the United States. It’s the story of a woman who spent less than two years on death row before being executed by lethal injection in [music] Arkansas. Christina Marie Rick. She did something so disturbing, so unforgivable that the jury didn’t hesitate, the [music] state didn’t hesitate, and she herself could never forgive it. But before reaching her final moments, [music] we need to go back to the decision that sealed her fate. The case you’re about to hear contains sensitive and distressing details. Viewer discretion is advised. All events have been presented with care and respect for the victims. On November 4th, 1997, Christina Marie Rick walked out of Arkansas Heart Hospital for the last time. To many of her co-workers, she was seen as one of the hospital’s most dedicated nurses, kind, reliable, and [music] professional. But that afternoon was different. This time, Christina didn’t plan on coming back. In her mind, she had already made a decision to end her life and her children’s. She left the hospital with her pockets full of stolen medications, morphine, potassium chloride, and a bottle of Elev. But these drugs weren’t meant for her patients. They were meant for something far darker. Christina was the mother of two children. As usual, she went to pick them up from her mother’s house. Carol, who took care of them while Christina was at work. But that afternoon, Carol noticed something different, a strange feeling, like a premonition that something bad was about to happen. She asked if everything was okay. Christina said yes, handed her the money she owed, and left with the kids. Once home, she fed them, played with them, and went through her usual routine. That night, in her small apartment in Sherwood, Christina tucked in her children. Justin, 5 years old, and Shelby, almost two. She kissed their foreheads, adjusted their blankets, and hugged them tenderly. The children smiled, happy to see their mother so affectionate, unaware of what was about to happen. Because that night wasn’t just bedtime. It was the beginning of a countdown to death. Around 10:00, Christina told Justin he could have a candy as a reward. Without knowing it, the boy and his sister ingested lethal doses of Eleville, a powerful anti-depressant, enough to render them unconscious. Then Christina stood silently beside their beds, watching them sleep, waiting for the pills to take effect. Justin was the first. Christina filled a syringe and injected potassium chloride directly into his veins, the same compound used in executions, but she hadn’t diluted it properly. The boy’s body reacted instantly. He woke up confused, screaming and crying. His chest convulsed. His nerves seemed to burn from the inside. He didn’t understand what was happening. Christina panicked. She tried to fix it by giving him morphine, hoping it would calm him down, but it didn’t work. Then she took a pillow and pressed [music] it against his face. Justin fought, kicked, scratched, crying out in desperation, “Mom, no. Mom.” But Christina [music] didn’t stop. Eventually, his small body went still. Then she turned to Shelby. This time, she couldn’t bring herself to [music] use the needle again, not after seeing what she had done to Justin. Instead, she smothered her. Shelby, still under the [music] effects of Elville, barely reacted. She was too little to understand what was happening, and within seconds, she was gone. When it was over, Christina carried her children’s bodies to her bed. She placed them side by side, tucked them in carefully as if she were simply putting them to sleep. Then she sat down to write three farewell letters. [music] One to her mother, one to her sister, and one to her ex-husband. In the letter to her mother, she explained that she feared her children, who had different fathers, would be separated after her death. She also wrote that she didn’t want them to grow up knowing she had taken her own life. Then Christina swallowed a massive dose of 28 Eleville pills, injected potassium chloride directly into her body, and [music] collapsed to the floor beside the bed next to the children she had just put to rest forever. It was supposed to end there, but it didn’t. The amatipptalene I figured would help them sleep [music] so they wouldn’t wake up and feel nothing. And the potassium chloride was supposed to stop their heart, you know, no pain, no nothing. Just didn’t I don’t think he knew. I think that the amate and he just kind of, you know, blind mama. Mama, after I let Justin get out of the bed in my bed, oh, I used a pillow and suffocated. >> The next day, November 5th, her mother, Carol, began to worry. She hadn’t heard from Christina and couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Around 400 p.m. she entered the apartment and froze. What she saw shattered her. Her grandchildren were dead and Christina, barely alive, lay on the floor unconscious but still breathing. Carol immediately called 911 and paramedics arrived within minutes. Christina was fading fast, but they acted quickly, loaded her into the ambulance, and rushed her to Baptist Memorial Hospital. By 5:30, doctors had pumped her stomach and stabilized her. She survived, but the damage was already done. Back at the apartment, detectives began to piece everything together. They found syringes, traces of morphine, potassium chloride, and an empty bottle of elev. And they also found the letters. [music] One by one, the puzzle started to make sense….Part 2 is in the comments👇👇