My story- One Click

One click – My story
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As the only son of a single dad, I virtually got all I needed though not all I wanted. My goal in life was to make my father proud of me since I was all he had in the world. I was a cool guy, second best in my class and third best in the school. I knew my dad loved the man I was growing up to be also. Apart from all these, I was also a very good teenager in my church, I was the pianist in my church and I was the most knowledgeable person when it came to the bible. I was a role model to other teenagers in my church, school and environment. My major motive was to please my dad and I was really achieving it as my dad was always happy with me except for few times when we argued about television shows and meals. One thing I really loved doing was playing games, I actually loved it more than any other thing. One afternoon after having my Sunday nap, I took my phone to check for a game to download since I had become bored of the games I used to play. Just as I got to the site that I wanted to download the game, a picture just showed on my screen and it was the picture of a nude girl. I wanted to ignore it but I couldn’t and I just thought; there was no harm in checking it out. Once I clicked the picture, I saw a whole lot of pictures of nude girls and it captured my attention. I wasn’t the type of guy that liked girls or craved for their attention in an abnormal manner but I felt drawn to these images. I was asked to sign up on the site which I did immediately. I started watching videos on the site and they were not good videos at all. Deep down, I knew it was wrong but I felt there was no harm since I was not engaging in the act. Three days later, I could not do without the pictures and videos. I watched it everywhere and every time I got the chance and whenever I was not watching it; I was replaying it in my head. I could not concentrate in school, at church or anywhere and the urge to see these videos was increasing daily. At the end of that term, I had dropped so drastically that my dad grounded me and collected my phones. Apart from my phones, he stopped me from watching television; it was like my life was coming to an end. I decided to sneak out of the house to cyber café to continue my acts. I started using my savings at first and when it was exhausted I started taking my dad’s money. I didn’t see it as stealing since dad always says that whatever he has is also mine. It didn’t stop there, I started to hate church and whenever I looked at a girl; the first thing I thought of was how she would look without her clothes. One Sunday evening, during a house fellowship, the teacher talked about pornography. He said it was wrong because Jesus said thinking about fornication was the same as the act. I felt so guilty and I really wanted to stop, I tried for a day but it didn’t world out at all. I continued in the act even though I knew it was wrong. My dad didn’t even suspect me; all he was concerned about was my grade in school. One day I got back from school and saw my teacher talking to my dad, I knew I was in trouble because I had missed four periods in school. My dad asked me to stand and for the first time since mum died, my dad’s eyes were filled with tears. He thanked the teacher and escorted her to her car. He got back and went on his knees, he pleaded with me to tell him the truth of whatever was going on with me. I guess he thought it was about Mum, I really wanted to tell him the truth but I didn’t know why the words were not coming out. It was like my lips were sealed. I think it was because I didn’t want to disappoint him. I just promised to change and thank God my Dad believed me because I didn’t even believe myself. I continued in my wrong act until one afternoon when the café owner called me aside, he told me he wanted to introduce me to someone. I was surprised but I wanted to meet the person, maybe it was a rich person; I thought. I asked who the person was but he didn’t answer. Instead he called a girl and introduced us, he told me I could do whatever I wanted with this girl, I was lost because I didn’t understand what he meant. He asked the girl to put off her shirt, I was angry and asked him for what. The girl was wearing only her singlet, he told me that it was better off to look at the real deal than watch it on the internet. It was then I understood what he was talking about but I wasn’t ready to make a girl naked in public because I wanted to have fun. I told him and he laughed at me, he said if I could support someone putting naked ladies online; it was as good as engaging in the business itself. I became ashamed of myself, he told me to put off the girl’s singlet but I told him I could not disrespect the innocent girl, he told me to stop deceiving myself because I was disrespecting a lot of girls on the internet and I was concerned about just one girl. I argued that the girls were ready to do it; he said he had paid the girl in front of me and she was ready to do it too. I knew I had lost my argument so I just left the place angrily and feeling ashamed. I got home and on entering my room I saw the biggest shock in my life, my dad was holding some of my discs in his hands. I went on my knees and begged for his forgiveness. He told me to break all the discs and throw them away which I did as fast as I could. He took me to his room and gave me a great lecture, he asked me to look at my life and how all the good things about me were no more. He said I was decreasing because of what I was doing; he told me he was going to get me a counselor and I must agree to meeting with the person. The counselor was a female; she made me realize that watching pornography was very wrong; it’s like paying for the death of someone but not killing the person actually. She showed me a bottle filled with clean water and asked me to pour a drop of a black liquid; once I poured it the whole water turned black and the more I poured it the more the water became darker. She told me the clean water represented my saved soul and the black water represented wrong; no matter how right you are, one wrong thing could change the right person you were before.  She took the bottle of water and opened the tap, she started pouring water in it and the water was becoming less dark, it continued like that for a while until the water was almost clean again. She stopped and told me, it was going to take time to make things right but it was worth it because no one wanted to take from a black water which meant a dirty water was useless not just to itself b us to every other person except to be used a s an example to others. She told me how God wanted me to change so badly, I had heard all about the death of Christ before but this time it got me crying. She told me all about God’s great plans for me and how the devil would always try to ruin it which is why I must not let him. The counseling session lasted for four hours but it was like ten minutes to me. I rededicated my life to Christ and I asked the Holy-spirit to help me. I felt so new and refreshed. I had become new but the urge to watch pornography was still there so I asked my counselor for help, she told me that whenever I felt the urge, I should just remember Jesus and allow the Holy-spirit speak to me. She gave me a lot of e-books, Christian games and movies. I was happy with the new ‘me’ it wasn’t easy when I was hiding from dad and trying g to do the right thing. I joined her retreat for teenagers and youths like me. I was surprised that there were youths and teenagers like me that were struggling with addiction though not all were struggling g with pornography but some struggled with drugs, ladies, alcohol and others. The camp lasted for a month and I really enjoyed it, I made friends with a lot of people in my own group. We prayed together, read the bible, played games and talked from the heart. After the camp, we were asked to stay away from anything that might lead us back. I missed school for that whole month but it was worth it. I had to attend summer school and went for a whole lot of extra lessons. One thing I actually loved was the way people could see that there was something different about me. It means my light shone through all of them. Now, I ell my story to everyone and who knows maybe someone somewhere might learn from it. Don’t make that one-click mistake because it could lead to a million destruction.
Never forget that Jesus loves you !!!

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