It was a home that many envied — loving parents, bright children, a quiet adopted daughter, and a peaceful neighborhood in North Cotabato. To outsiders, the Maguad family represented a simple, stable, God-fearing household. But behind that image, something dark was growing. It started as silence. Then, it turned into resentment. And one day in December 2021, that silence erupted into bloodshed — leaving two siblings dead, and the one person they called “sister” holding the knife.
Crizzlle, 18, and Crizvlle, 16, were the biological children of Mr. and Mrs. Maguad — teachers respected in their community. The couple had taken in a troubled teenage girl, Janice*, with a difficult past. She wasn’t related to them by blood, but they raised her like their own. They gave her a room. A second chance. A future. But what they didn’t know was that, deep inside, Janice was quietly drowning in comparison. Every honor Crizvlle brought home. Every praise Crizzlle received at church. Every time someone reminded her she was “only adopted” — it chipped away at something already broken.
On December 10, 2021, tragedy struck.
The parents were out. The three teenagers were alone at home. Hours later, a frantic call came in — Janice was screaming. She claimed masked intruders had broken in, attacked them, and fled. But when neighbors arrived, the scene was haunting. Crizzlle and Crizvlle were lying lifeless, brutally assaulted. Janice, miraculously, was unharmed — not a scratch. Something didn’t add up.
Police began to dig. And what they uncovered turned this small-town crime into a national shockwave.
CCTV footage from a nearby house showed no signs of anyone entering or fleeing. Forensic tests found the victims’ blood on Janice’s clothes. Her version of the story began to fall apart. Then came the most chilling detail: internet search history found on her phone included “how to kill quietly” and “how much jail time for minors.” A profile she allegedly used online had been posting disturbing entries weeks before the murder. Still, the final blow came when two teenage accomplices confessed — she had recruited them to help.
But why?
Investigators pointed to a motive that was both heartbreaking and terrifying: jealousy. Janice reportedly told one of the teens, “I want to be the only child. I want them to love me the way they love them.” It was a cry for love, twisted by anger. She didn’t want to share the family. And in her eyes, the only way to fix that — was to erase the competition.
The country watched in horror as the story unfolded. Hashtags like #JusticeForMaguadSiblings trended. Candlelight vigils were held. Social media overflowed with grief, rage, and disbelief. How could a child — one who had been given so much — do something so monstrous?
But this wasn’t just a murder story. It was a mirror. A dark reflection of what happens when pain goes unspoken, when the trauma of abandonment is buried instead of treated. Mental health professionals warned that Janice may have suffered from undiagnosed psychological disorders, exacerbated by feelings of rejection and inferiority. But even so, nothing could justify the horror she inflicted.
In 2022, after months of trial and testimonies, the court made its ruling. Though Janice was a minor, the premeditation and brutality of her actions led to a rare ruling: she would serve time in a juvenile facility for the maximum penalty allowed under Philippine law, alongside her accomplices, who received a collective sentence of over 2,000 years behind bars.
Her parents — the same couple who once opened their home to her — sat silently in court. Faces blank. Hearts broken. They had lost not two, but three children that day. No verdict could bring back Crizzlle and Crizvlle. No punishment could mend the hole left in their home. And as for Janice, the daughter they tried to save, she had vanished long before that December day.
In the aftermath, media outlets debated whether adoption laws should be stricter. Child psychologists called for more accessible mental health care. Church leaders reminded communities that love must be paired with vigilance. But for the Maguads, there were no debates — just the empty chairs at the dinner table, and a home forever stained by loss.
This case shattered the illusion that love alone can heal all wounds. It showed that sometimes, broken children carry silent storms, and when we fail to see them, they can destroy everything around them — even those who loved them most.
In the final interview the parents gave, the mother said, “We took her in because we believed in second chances. We still believe in them. But sometimes, the pain is too deep for love alone to fix.”
A memorial now stands in front of their house, with the names of Crizzlle and Crizvlle etched in stone. Beside it, flowers are placed every Sunday. The neighbors still visit. The town still grieves. And the country still remembers — not just the tragedy, but the warning it carried.
Because behind every quiet child is a story. And if we don’t listen closely enough, we may never hear the screams — until it’s far too late.
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