I don't go to church. I don't believe in God, but I do however believe a man called Jesus existed.

I don't go to church simply because I don't feel it can do anything for me. Making myself believe in God doesn't make me any happier, stronger, or something more worth while. I don't feel anything when I think that perhaps a God does exist, so why would I surround myself with people who believe they do? Don't tell me it'd be for fun... I know it won't be.

I wouldn't say I was ever forced to go - it was just a part of my upbringing that I had to go through with every now and then. My mother took me for Christmas and Easter, and my school took me for every festival in the Christian calender... and for the leaving ceremony. I was too young to have my own opinion, and I thought everyone went to church.

I don't believe in Heaven or Hell. I believe that people who have near death experiences, and come back saying they saw the pearly gates only saw what they wanted to see, either because they do believe in God, or because they were frightened and the last thought they had was to do with God. As for hell? Well, we've all sinned, so that place should be running riots in our streets by now.