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For these things is that I hate Christmas!.

When finally I thought I would spend a great Christmas, calm and relaxed, ABDUCTED TO A FRIEND OF THE FAMILY, if, as they read: "kidnapping."

Everything was a disaster .. our friend Bernard, who broke with his daughter espaosa therefore had to work 24 and 31 December, while their relatives were returning to their homeland (Maracaibo) was kidnapped as he left the doors of our house to fix his car was improperly parked.

Two hours of anguish where, although the laughs were still in our faces, let shine the omen of helplessness and concern that we filled the inside.

were more than 4 armed men who took him up to a local neighborhood very seedy where (as my brother told us) kill as many people in our population (Puerto Ordaz).

Luckily, my uncles and other relatives, took action on the matter, and we went as popular in Venezuela, "esmachetados" to seek Bernardo throughout the city, called family and colleagues that we are military and 171 (yeah, yeah .. our "911" XD), to the end of 2 almost endless hours to recover our dear old friend T ^ T .... was horrible, but when I saw him, I could not contain her enthusiasm and I went to the arms (jaja. ... I have more height than he, and I noticed> = 3) and told the hearing: "Merry Christmas ... no matter what happens, you're still with us and you can tell.

The true horror was a 24 .... but after those 2 dreadful hours, everything was back to normal, and, as in all good meetings, bad things happen to us after to be remedied, there is only the bitter memory that usually use to laugh and remember him with sighs.

I do not believe in God, but: Thank God, heaven, anyone, everything did not go to more than a big scare.

PS: The guys were armed to the teeth> _> ... and he posed a number of firearms to the poor Bernardo in the head, while his agony at the time of increased tension so drunk. > __