My mother used to force me and my brother to go to church every Sunday. We absolutely hated it... tried to get out of it every time. When I was about 12 I declared myself an athiest mainly because I started learning about other religions and I asked myself, "What makes one religion the right religion over all of the others?" Today I'm more of an agnostic. I think there very well could be a God, but he/she/it has nothing to do with any of the religions practiced on Earth.