Last week I went for my fourth time to the Bronx office to do some counseling. But this time was completely different.
This time I was supposed to counsel by my self.
It was 9.30 in the morning when one young girl, about 16 years old came to ask for help.
At the first time I was afraid, my legs were shaking, but I stopped for a second and I thought to my self, why I came here? Am I going to lose lives just because of my fear? No way.
So I talked to the beautiful young girl about the gift of life, about the bad effects of abortion. I showed to her a video of a real abortion, and I analyze her situation.
After having the best talked I could ever had thank God, she left the office saying she was not going to abort and to become a mum.
This time I was supposed to counsel by my self.
It was 9.30 in the morning when one young girl, about 16 years old came to ask for help.
At the first time I was afraid, my legs were shaking, but I stopped for a second and I thought to my self, why I came here? Am I going to lose lives just because of my fear? No way.
So I talked to the beautiful young girl about the gift of life, about the bad effects of abortion. I showed to her a video of a real abortion, and I analyze her situation.
After having the best talked I could ever had thank God, she left the office saying she was not going to abort and to become a mum.
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