Baby among EIGHT kids shot dead as cops chase gunman on rampage through quiet Louisiana neighborhood

Blood hit the quiet street before dawn. Neighbors woke to screams, sirens, and the unthinkable: eight children gunned down in their own homes.

An 18‑month‑old baby. A 14‑year‑old teen. A boy leaping from a roof to survive.

A carjacking, a chase, a final hail of bullets. Then, a chilling revela… Continues…

In the stillness of early Sunday, a Shreveport neighborhood became a crime scene stretching across three homes,

its silence shattered by gunfire and desperate calls for help. Inside, children who went to sleep believing they were safe never woke again.

Police say at least ten people were shot, eight of them young lives ended in minutes by a man some of them knew as family.

Two women survived the bloodshed; a terrified boy survived by jumping from a roof, choosing broken bones over a bullet.

Officers tracked the suspect after a carjacking and pursuit, ending with his death in a final confrontation.

For Shreveport’s mayor, it was “maybe the worst tragic situation” the city has ever seen.

Now, a community gathers outside churches and cordoned‑off homes, asking how a sanctuary turned into a slaughterhouse—

and what it means when danger comes from within.

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