At that time it was just a matter of doing the right thing. In my mind a "good" person would get baptized and live a clean life. I wonder where I got that idea? I wanted to be like my older brother and sister who also got baptized at a young age. I actually didn't make a dedication to God in prayer until the day of the baptism when I realized I was supposed to do that. I probably had some doubts even then but trusted that my mom wouldn't want me to do something unless it was for my own good. When you live a sheltered life it is very hard to think of life outside your little bubble and that there are other ways of doing things.
I now realize that I was just a kid and had no concept of a life long dedication I assumed that I would be happy as a JW. Sometimes I wonder why I wasn't like some of the other kids who never got baptized. Or why I can't be like others in the hall who seem to believe everything and actually find happiness from the org. No, I have to see things as they really are for some reason.