HI all, I was 14. I was soooo sick that day, the nerves had got the better of me and I was in the toilet vomitting for at least half the talk. I had searched the assembly grounds the find the p/o and tell him I had changed my mind.... but darn! I couldn't find him anywhere.
My dad had an affair and my mother was reeling. So I thought that if I got baptized it would help her and give her some stability...... So I did it for her. It was a struggle too... as someone said earlier, twice the guilt!