My parents both grew up christian. My mom went to a catholic school and my dad was lutheran but attended a public school. When I was born in 1984 for whatever reason my parents decided not to have me bathitised. For most of my life I generally accept religion as truth because I was young and impressionable. When I was twelve my great-grandma, who I barely knew, died. She had a very christian funeral this convinced me further that religion was true. When I was 13 and in 7th grade, which was at a new school for me, I started to learn more about religion from new friends. From what I heard and what I knew I questioned religion.
During 8th and 9th grade I had two very christian friends. They wore religious shirts and one carried a bible (pocket sized). In eighth grade I thought about all the different religions and how they conflict and thought.. how can anybody believe this crap? Most of my friends don't attend church. Two are atheists like me and a lot are agnostic. But, my two religious friends that I met through school seemed certain that a god existed. I discussed religion in many aspects with them . I always had the last word in these conversations pointing out how everybody KNEW the world was flat and everybody KNEW god existed back when. In my opinion it is a simple matter of time untill religion is proved wrong. Religion has also been one of the worst things on earth. Millions have died in crusades and that crap. And it slowed science for hundreds of years.
Back to my story, by ninth grade I was completely decided about religion and the more I learn the easier it is to tell that it is as fake as fairy tales. For all we know the bible could have been writen in some guy named Abraham's basement... I'm almost 16 now and going to a new school next year. Whether people believe what I say or not is up to them. But, I will always know I am right.
That is my story, pretty short compared to some others but I'm only 15 so thats not a lot to write about.
- Ryan