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Okay, so I’m going to give a whole lowdown on my spiritual bind that I’m for whoever cares to listen and help me out. I don’t know what to do and am being pressured from different sides in terms of religion.
My mom was Jewish and I went to a Jewish Sunday school until around 4th grade, though I was never particularly religious. 4 years ago when I was in 6th grade, my mom died from a long battle with cancer and my sister converted to Christianity not long before that. My dad is not very religious though he comes from a Catholic family.
I went a handful of times to Church over about two years following my mom’s death because my sister wanted me to. After that I stopped going because it felt exactly like my old Jewish Sunday school, where whatever religious talk the preachers/rabbis/whatever said was accepted by all, only this time they were also preaching about Jesus. This made me feel weird about it, and gave me a sense that it wasn’t totally genuine (this Church is apparently the best church in the area that I live in, Dallas).
I never really got explanation or anything over why the teachings I was given in Church about Jesus and whatnot were true as opposed to what I learned being brought up Jewish, or vice versa. To put it really simply, I was just expected to accept whatever I was told.
This caused me to think a lot about religion and god and the nature of all that. I mean whose to say that either side is right? They both are apparently speaking the word of God. It seemed like a question with no answer.
As I pondered the question, I started looking at man’s history of religion in general, at evolution, at a history of polytheism in all parts of the world, that only converted after they were forced to when conquered by a monotheistic culture. I decided not to affiliate myself with anyone, and remain agnostic.
I am open to the possibility of God giving me a sign, or someone showing me the light, but I just have yet to see any such signs.
Over Christmas, however, my Grandmother, who is admittedly very controlling and opinionated (very much like Lucille from Arrested Development if you watch that show :/), told me that her only wish before she dies is to see me baptized. I know she means well, but I also think it was not her place to say that. Nonetheless, it’s made me feel very guilty the more I thought about it, which I kind of think was her intention.
I don’t feel any connection with any religion at the moment. I’ve been to Church and I’ve been to Synagogue. None of it feels right to me. I don’t really know what to do. If God came down and gave me a sign I’d be open to it, as would I if someone truly enlightened me or something, but until then I’m stuck sitting here feeling guilty and conflicted.
If you’ve read this far I thank you so much, and I would appreciate some advice on the matter. I’d love to know what you think or what you’d do if you were me, or anything really.

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"Could you drive a little faster?" "I'm going as fast as I can Janet!", Mom said as our bright blue Mini-Vann sped down the highway in the pouring rain. 'We were one state away from home, & this is how it would end', I thought. We had gone half across the country to see family in Louisianna. Now, almost to California, we were sitting in the car as the unfamiliar sirens sounded. We wer'nt used to this kind of weather. The wind whiping back & forth, again & again. "There's nowhere else to go,", Mom said pulling over on the side of the empty road. Her, Seth & I, huddled together & hoped for a miracle as a huge, black, twister was no more than four feet from the car.
Breathing heavy I was quick to sit up in bed. That was the most messed up dream to cross my head this month. I layed back down a minute & thought about the day ahead of me. First day of Highschool. The stress was screwing up my head. I knew if I didnt' get up Mom would come in yelling at me. So I left my bed, My mix-matched neon socks hitting the cold floor. I walked into my bathroom, & Jumped in the shower, sliding off the long, pink, Victoria Secret° Pajama Pants. Usually, I strayed from these stores, but they were a gift from Rani. This along with Abercrombie & Finch° were my Best Friend's favorite stores. 'I don't know what Me & Rani have in common, almost nothing, but yet we're the best. of friends.', I thought as I washed the long black hair hanging from my head.
Turning the water off, I steped out of the plastic tub. Now in my walk-in closet, Im surrounded by Hottopic°, Spencers°, & Flee Market clothes. Finally, I decide on an outfit; A Slipknot shirt, Dark Denim Skinnys, & My favorite pair of doodled on, black Converse. Back in the bathroom, I turn on my hair straightener. I watch the light on it blink back & forth for a minute before opening my make-up droor. I swipe on the most unnoticeable shade of eyeshadow, Lashblast, & then reach for my eyeliner. I look down to find that the long stick with skulls going down the side, is missing. I tear apart the bathroom before finding the eyeliner under the fluffy purple bathroom rug. I quickly draw my waterline, & the do my hair. Grabbing the Alasana messenger bag I leave the room.
Down stairs, I See my Mom. "Your going like that..?", she says criticaly. "Mom, Its school, not church.", I say looking down at th dinosaurs drawn on my shoes. "Well at least eat some breakfast," She snaps. "No time,", I say walking by Seth. "Have a good first day of fourhgrade..", I manage. "Bye!", We all say as I slam the kitchen's side door. Smashing earphones blasting Black Veil Brides' in my ears as I run down the wooden steps. As I get to the busstop, I see the same kids in flair jeans, & 2Strapped bookbags that reminded me of Elementary. After what seemed like an eternity, A bus pulls up with an eager Rani in the front seat on th right. As I pass her I said "Lets go to the back,". She strugles to walk there on the now moving bus. I watch as she sits down beside me, her Clair's° Bracelets jangling. 'This is going to be a good day', I thought, as Rani sat, telling me all about the new guy she likes. I have to admit I was thinking too hard to be listening to her. Besides, with her its a diffrent guy every week.

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I love to write and I love to create new content on blogs. Blogging is becoming a big part of the internet and it’s time that I jump in there and get in on this. I love gaming, and I plan on basing my niche on that I know it takes a while for a blog to finally start earning at least a little bit of revenue, but that’s something that I don’t mind. My mom, however, sees differently. She thinks that you have to work in a store to get money, and that’s it. Nothing I tell her works, and with me being fresh out of high school, I’m not sure what to do. My plan is to start this now, just in case something fails, I won’t lose anything. However, I don’t plan on that happening. How can I convince my mother that me sitting at the computer for hours on end is actually a good idea, and not hurting me? It’s kind of hard to concentrate when your mom is shoving job applications down your throat. And I would have moved out a long time ago, but I’m broke. =/
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