I would have to say that logic made me an agnostic. Back in 6th grade I started asking questions like:
Why is every religion so sure they are the right one?
Why would god put people on a tiny island in the south pacific and damn them to hell because they were never exposed to JC so that they could accept him as their saviour?
If God is all knowing and all powerful, why would S/He care if I eat meat on Friday?
If you lose something in the translation, then how can any of these religious books, written in dead languages, and translated and edited over and over, be accurate?
So religion just doesn't make sense. I decided I just needed to be a good person not follow silly rules written by random people that conflict with other silly rules written by other random people.