Christian Autobiography

I am a proud Christian. I go to Crossway Baptist Church in Springfield and have been for basically my entire life. I believe that because my parents took me to church pretty much ever since I was born, that it’s the reason I have very straight forward morals and beliefs. I also believe it has had a major impact on who I have become as a person. I’m caring and loyal, the person my friends come to, to get things off their chest that they don’t feel like they can share with others. My family and church have influenced me this way because that is the way my parents taught me is right, and the way they would teach me in Sunday school is the right way to live. But it wasn’t like it was forced upon me, which some of those who don’t believe in God …show more content…
I played volleyball and soccer the most though. Soccer was my real favorite though. I’d played it ever since I could remember, now all I remember is one day while it was currently club soccer time, our coach was kinda crazy and was making a lot of the parents on the team mad, and all the girls starting quitting and so my mom had me quit. Then along came the next soccer season and my mom wouldn’t let me play because she wanted me to focus more on volleyball. And I never played again. To this day I still up a little mad about it all only because I’m just left wondering what would’ve happened if I had kept with soccer instead, because volleyball wasn’t all it cracked up to be. Not to sound egotistical, but I was good. I was always on the top club team, and was on A team both years in middle school. When things started to change was high school ball. The pressures of high school ball were not at all what I thought they would be and how I handled it wasn’t how I thought I would either. Volleyball was my life, and then I noticed every time we would have a practice or game I could feel myself slowly hating it more and more. The way to get a good spot wasn’t decided by the ability you had to play the sport, but your parents and your ability to suck …show more content…
I mean I was still getting stronger because we lifted weights and stuff but I was already skinnier and I had been getting even skinnier. To the point were my coach would constantly tell me how I was “too skinny”, how I needed to eat more proteins and carbs to gain weight. One specific time I remember the most and probably will forever, was it was a game night. It was an away game and was a pretty far one so we were getting food before we started to hit the road and go back home, my friend and I went into dairy queen and were getting ice cream, well coach was in there too. I had gotten a mini because I had forgotten to bring money and so I had just found a bunch of extra change, and when coach saw I got a mini she told me I should’ve gotten a bigger size because I needed it. She made me second guess myself and the way I was, finally I realized I could look however I wanted to and just cause she was my varsity coach she couldn't control me like that. After that practices and such were just empty performances and meant nothing to me. I lost the desire to win every game. When a practice or game started I would pray the end would come soon and it would be over for that night, then just dread the next. Thankfully I wasn’t alone in this, I had 3 best friends and we had known each other and played volleyball together since pre-k. But before sophomore school ball 2 had officially quit. It was just me and my other friend. Which