The Day I Was Kidnapped: I Was 12, Armed Men With High Caliber Weapons Stole My Innocence

Needless to Say, It traumatized me. But I prevailed.

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“Kidnapping is one of the most abhorrent human crimes imaginable. It reduces the value of a person’s life to the level of material possessions.”

— Alejandro Betancourt

I recall it as though it were yesterday, and I still think about it often.

I decided to share more personal experiences for you to get to know me better. This one requires some background information.

I was born and raised in Mexico. A wonderful nation that I adore but which has become violent and insecure in certain regions. I am the eldest son of a couple who will soon celebrate their 49th wedding anniversary. My parents are a typical loving relationship that still views each other as though they were dating partners. -It’s sad to note that it is unusual to see nowadays.

My father was born into a very humble family and rose to become one of the most important and, if I’m honest, wealthy individuals in the nation by the late 1980s. As a result, my sister and I have always enjoyed a life o…