Personal Narrative: Entering High School

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I grew up in a family who wasn't involved in church. My parents never attended church, but they did believe in God. I didn't have much knowledge about God. I knew very little of him, but what I did know was that he sent his son Jesus down to earth to save us. Often I believed that if you do many good things you would go to heaven. As a teen, I enjoyed going to school and playing sports. Entering high school, I began on the wrong path. I started to associate myself with the wrong group of people. Sports were becoming less fascinated to me. I got in a habit of drinking every weekend and surrounding myself with bad negativity. Everything went downhill from their. My grades started to drop as well as my friend count. I felt like alone and as if

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