My Testimony
One of the things I wanted to do my senior year was type up my testimony and give to my friends to read it. Not to draw attention to myself but to let people know how God has affected my life. I had the chance to speak on this in front of the Christian clubs a few times and I've even told it to a few people personally, but I never got around to doing this. Here it is. I was born on February 5, 1993; the third out of four boys: Frank, Robin, me, then Brandon. My loving mother worked her butt off to support the family and continues to do so, while my dad didn't really fulfill his role, not showing any of us how to be a man. I was never really close with any of my brothers on a personal level, but I looked up to my older brothers and learned from them. Growing up, our family considered ourselves Buddhist, though we weren't religious. Socially, I wanted others to like me. I wanted to be cool. I took my cues from what I saw around me, whether it was people, music, or televisio...