An Algerian man who went missing at the age of 19 was found alive recently, astonishing his family and community.
Omar bin Omran, who disappeared in 1998, is now 45 years old. He was discovered in a neighbor’s cellar, just 650 feet away from his family’s home, according to Al Jazeera.
The discovery ended a 26-year-long mystery that began during the tumultuous period of the Algerian civil war. Given the extended duration of his disappearance, some relatives had presumed him dead. However, his mother, who passed away in 2013, reportedly never lost hope that her son would be found alive.
The suspected captor, a 61-year-old man, was arrested at the scene after attempting to flee, BBC reported. Algeria’s Ministry of Justice condemned the act as “heinous” and confirmed that an investigation is ongoing to uncover the full extent of the circumstances surrounding bin Omran’s captivity.
Currently, Omar bin Omran is receiving comprehensive medical treatment for both physical and psychological traumas, as reported by the BBC. Remarkably, bin Omran revealed that over the past 26 years, he occasionally saw some of his family members but was unable to reach out for help. He claimed that his captor had cast a “spell” on him, rendering him incapable of seeking assistance.
The bizarre and tragic kidnapping was brought to light recently due to an alleged inheritance dispute between the suspect and his brother. The suspect’s brother posted incriminating information on social media, which prompted the National Gendarmerie — responsible for police services in Algeria’s rural areas — to investigate further. This led to a search of the suspect’s house, resulting in the discovery of bin Omran.
My Downstairs Neighbor Called the Police on Me for ‘Stomping Around’ — How My Daughter Reacted Made Me Tear Up
Ever wondered how age changes the way people treat you? 73-year-old Margaret was heartbroken when her neighbor accused her of disturbing his peace with her walking stick and called the cops on her. Her daughter’s fierce response brought tears to Margaret’s eyes.
I’m Margaret, and at 73, I still take pride in taking care of myself. My cane helps me get around, but it doesn’t stop me from living a full life. My apartment, filled with memories of my late husband George, is my haven.
Recently, my downstairs neighbor Arnold, not a day over 37, seems to have a vendetta against my cane. He accused me of “stomping around” and threatened to call the cops.
When the police arrived, I explained the situation. They understood and reassured me I had the right to live peacefully.
I called my daughter Jessie, who joined our building’s chat group to expose Arnold’s behavior. The response was immediate: neighbors supported me, calling out Arnold’s rudeness.
Arnold eventually apologized, bringing flowers and later, banana bread. He even asked if we could get to know each other better over coffee. Surprised but hopeful, I agreed.
In the end, the kindness of my neighbors and the support of my daughter reminded me that even in a big city, there’s a sense of belonging. Arnold’s change of heart also gave me hope for a peaceful future in my cherished home.
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