Day 5 kid nap or kidnapp?

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"Go to sleep now little girl!" a woman's voice cried out. I tried to fight back against her hard grip around me, but she was too strong. I fell backwards, still in her arms. As we hit the cold ground, an old memory suddenly popped up in my mind.

Memory:
The sun shined through the big glass window. The smell of cooked meat filled the small kitchen. A tall woman with dark brown hair brought a big bowl with soup and flesh over to the table, where a little girl on three to four years old where sitting. "When comes aunt Issabella?" asked the little girl, while jumping up and down. The woman just stared at her. The girl looked down, probably a little scared. The doorbell.... "Hi Issabella, I have... The girl had... Blood?!... A man... "Auntie!"... Screaming. No! So sorry...

"Go to sleep!" screamed the woman. Suddenly a man came running towards us. "Issabella! We need to go! The police is on it's way!" he screamed. The woman lifted me up and tied my hands behind my back. "I'll bring this girl with me, no matter what!" she said.
"But.."
"I said no matter what, Jeremy! Now, give me the fabric..." Issabella and Jeremy, I thought. Where.... I finally understood. The police, that she tied me up, Issabella and Jeremy... The man and woman kidnapping me was Jeremy Jackson and Issabella Bullet! Issabella tied a big piece of purpur fabric around my head. Before I could do anything, Jeremy hit me in the head with a piece of metal, and I fainted.

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