Personal Narrative Essay About Religion

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Every Sunday. Stares and disappointment. I sat with my grandmother at this big church. People would stare when they realized I didn't know the prayers or songs. I was trying to learn more about religion why did I feel so scared? Am I going to find where I belong? Will I have enough time? These are questions I sometimes have to ask myself. When I was little I explored many religions but now that i'm older I am frightened about faith. My whole family has always tried to introduce me to all kinds of different religions. I have a split family. My mom, dad, and grandparents have different religions. I felt out of place at these different churches. I felt as if people knew I was different and knew that I didn't completely have a religion. It scared …show more content…

This is when my fear started to come out in front of my eyes. All the doubts and questions led to me not having a religion. I became very frightened. People just assume that if you don’t believe in anything you're an atheist. But that’s not true at all. What some individuals don't realize is that you're not an atheist but maybe you're still searching for answers. I didn't want this god or whoever to hate me. I didn't want to end up having to experience one of the consequences my family told me about. This didn’t stop my search but I was held back lots of times. I never completely agreed with any of the religions that I learned. If the religion was against something like homosexuals than I would get aggravated. One religion that I learned about was even against celebrating small holiday’s like birthday’s. I just couldn't completely agree. I thought that you had to completely agree with a religion to become it. Since I didn’t have a religion the afterlife started scaring more than anything else. I wondered if I would go to hell, get reincarnated, or it may just be like sleep. This is one thing that scares me up to this day. I want to know what happens in the afterlife. I want to be

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