Dee Dee would warn people that, though she was a teenager, Gypsy Rose only had “the mental capacity of a 7-year-old due to brain damage.” Gypsy Rose was confined to a wheelchair, and had the shaved head many patients with chronic conditions opt for when their hair falls out. No neighbor could accurately recount the list of ailments Dee Dee had told them Gypsy Rose suffered from: muscular dystrophy, chromosomal defects, sleep apnea, leukemia, acid reflux, asthma, numerous allergies, and many more. For as long as they’d known Dee Dee, since she moved into her Habitat for Humanity-built bungalow in Springfield, Missouri seven years earlier, she had been the devoted caretaker for her daughter, Gypsy Rose. It read, “That bitch is dead.”Īll of this would be alarming even if it weren’t for the extraordinary circumstances that sent Dee Dee’s neighbors into more of a panic.
Neighbors called the police after a Facebook post on Dee Dee’s account made them concerned that either she had been hacked or something was gravely wrong. In June 2015, Dee Dee Blanchard was found dead, facedown in her bed, revealing stab wounds that were inflicted several days earlier.
