My first TC journal (1)

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I was in grade 6 when I first heard about Teen’s Conference (TC). My older brother was ecstatic, he was so excited for his first TC senior . I remember being curious, wondering what it was about but eventually forgot it existed. It hadn’t crossed my mind again until last year when I was in grade 7. 

 

My mom had asked me if I wanted to go to TC. My brother even showed me videos, trying to convince me to go. At the time, I was lonely and scared. I hated socializing, let alone making new friends. Watching the videos made me worried. I was afraid that I wouldn’t fit in, and that I would be looked down upon. The final day of registration passed, and again, I forgot about TC.

 

The year passed and eventually, it was September of 2024. My brother was in his senior year of high school and was considering volunteering for TC Music. I had changed by then, I was a happy eighth grader who loved socializing and made new friends regularly. Thus my TC journey began. Throughout the autumn and winter, my brother was always out, either hanging out with his TC Music friends or just practicing. I had begun to see TC in a different light.

 

When my mom asked me if I wanted to go to Teen’s Conference, I agreed. Although I was scared of what it would be like, I was determined to try at least once.

 

Time passed and it was March Break. I was terrified. I was almost late on the first day of TC and didn’t know where to go. When I entered the sanctuary, I was even more scared. I prayed to God, hoping that the day would go by fast. I wanted to go home. However, as I sat down in my section I looked around me, seeing friendly faces all smiling back, I felt safe.

 

At the end of the first day, I had made two new friends, and couldn’t wait to go back. The energy and spirit at TC made me want to go back next year, and the year after that. I felt like I could be myself at TC, and that no one would judge me.