Broke my arm and leg, but survived otherwise intact.
All I said before was
"Look, I don't believe in god, I don't see the bible as anything more than the telling of a myth. Can I please leave the class, because if I stay, I'm just going to be wasting time I could use to be studying I find important."
I was polite as could be about it, too, stressed the fact I didn't look down on their religion, nor did I care about what they wanted to believe. Teacher let me out, and a bunch of over-zealous fucksticks pushed me over the 1st floor balcony on my way out. Funny thing, they were rewarded by the school chaplain, and the school nurse gave me a sling and splint, and wouldn't let me go home. I needed three weeks on my ass before I could walk again (albeit on crutches, with a cast). and eight in a cast before I could use my arm.
I hate that kind of Christian. The 'You don't believe what we believe, so we're gonna mess you up' kind. Don't worry, I hate the same kind of people from other religions, too. Any
Leave religion, or lack thereof, as a personal thing, and don't try and force it on anyone, and we'll get along just fine.