The Kidnapping
On a cold winter’s afternoon about 3:30 pm, I was walking home from school when I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw a blue Toyota Camry pull up. I walked over to the car and peeped inside, when suddenly someone grabs me from behind. I went to scream but the person behind me put their hands over my mouth, then hurled me inside the car. I look around and saw two masked men in the back seat and one masked person in the front. The car speeds down the deserted streets. Then everything goes dark. I realize that I have a bag over my head. “Oh my god, I’m being kidnapped!”
After what seemed like hours of driving the car finally came to a halt. Someone picked me up and took me outside then dropped me on the ground. “Ow, that hurt,” I said to myself. I slowly rise to my feet. Someone took the bag off my head. I looked around and saw what looked like a prison.
I tried to contain myself while I was being pushed into the prison building then into a cell. One of the kidnappers began to talk. “Little girl in case you’re wondering why you’re here I’ll tell you. See your father works at a jewellery store and we’ve kidnapped you and are holding you ransom for all the jewels in the shop. “HA HA HA HA.” With that they left.
“What am I going to do?” I thought to myself as I walked around the cell. What a discovery! This would change things for sure. They left the door unlocked. How stupid are they if they’re trying to kidnap someone? They should at least do it right!! I slowly opened the door and snuck out. I peered outside the window to see that the kidnappers were just outside and that one of them was on the phone. I heard him talking, “Mr Stockerman if you ever want to see your little girl again then you will give me all your jewels.” I stepped back from the window. What to do now? I looked around the cell and bingo! The cell keys were on a wall.
I walked back over to my cell and shut the door. I still have the keys in my hand then I lay on the ground and start yelling, “help, help. Oh someone please help me.” Suddenly all the kidnappers rush though the door and into my cell. Quick as a flash I hop up and shut and lock the door behind me. “How did you do that?” one of them muttered. “You left the door unlocked,” I reply mockingly.
I walked outside and saw a cell phone. I picked it up and called the police. When they arrived they were startled to see me sitting outside whistling happily and the kidnappers locked up inside a prison cell. Then next day I received an award and $1000,000 for capturing them. It turned out that the kidnappers were master criminals and had been on the run for 3 years.
