Growing up I lived a fairly simple life, I had friends, family, and lots of people who loved me me.I went to church, I was saved, I was happy and thought nothing bad would ever happen to me, and then I went to HighSchool. Some of my friends stopped talking to me, and it got harder for me to make friends, and I just thought it was because we were in High School and they were too cool for me now. It didn't bother me too much. A few months went by and I started making some friends, but they were the kids that would scare your mom. They were Gothic, Manson Worshipers, who cut themselfs, they hated everyone && everything. And they let me in their clique. So I thought to myself, 'Well they call me 'friend' so why don't I try and show them Christ'. Well I did, kinda, the things they did started to effect me, they kept reminding me of how sucky my life was, and how "My God didn't really care", I knew that was a lie, but the circumstances made it seem other wise, so I started questioning my faith, rather or not God was real. And the...
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