I became a believer when
I was 13... I was bursting at the seams about it. Jumping around telling
everyone I saw that "I got saved!”. Most people said they were happy for
me however, one single person took it upon himself to make fun of me. Just
one person... that's all it took to make 13-year-old me reluctant about sharing
the most important fact of my life. One person... I don't hold it against him,
he was just a teen too at the time, but the memory still lingers at the back of
my mind.