Well, I guess the story of how I went from Atheist to Agnostic could fit.
So I was surfing of the coast of Hawaii (11 or 12 at the time) and kinda spaced out, had thoughts of death, almost asked the sea itself to take me under. (My brother died shortly before this, so thoughts like these would be natural I guess.) Well once I realized I was further out then anyone else I got scared, and I tried to get back to shore, but I was going very slowly and getting tired. I then did what any Atheist would do if they thought they would died, I prayed. I said to... whatever, that if I could live I would dedicate my life to helping others, I new that my life was unimportant but maybe if I would sacrifice mine to doing whatever I could to make others happy the universe would let me live. About then a tall strong man with long flowing brown hair and a slight beard appeared before me and asked me to get on his board, I did so and he took me back to shore. We quickly found my mother who was horrified because she thought she lost another son. I embraced her and before I could thank the man who saved me life he was gone.
Then again I guess it could all have been a coincidence.