It was on the 17th day of July 2010 I first donated blood. It was just a mere bag of blood I donated. I've never been with this kind of doing.
Many have phobia in blood. When I was a child,I don't feel to see blood more than my own. So that, each time I get wounded I feel uneasy.
But time called me to reach out.It's now value that pushes me to do ordinary things but in great weight for me. At the Red Cross Office I conquered my fear. I have helped a child's life through my own blood. I'd let others live as I live. Maybe, this is a true imagery from real experiences that portrays inter subjectivity.
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