The last supper, Judas perspective

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Submitted: December 02, 2018

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Submitted: December 02, 2018



The Last Supper



It was weird being at a table with Jesus. I don’t like Jesus anymore because of a bribe for thirty pieces of silver ($600 today) so I’m not sure why he invited me to a supper. I guess it was because I am one of his disciples. It was also weird how he broke the bread, gave thanks and shared it with everyone while saying this is my body, eat this in memory of me. He also did the same thing with the wine; he poured it into the cup, gave thanks and then shared it with everyone saying this is my blood, drink this in memory of me. Anyway, everyone was looking at me in a weird way. I guess they saw the look on my face telling them that I don’t want to be here. They also must of wondered if I was thinking of a plan, well to be honest, I was and I was coming up with a plan of how to kill Jesus. As I said at the beginning, I don’t like Jesus and I am starting to hate him more and more. I guess Jesus must of thought I was up to something so I quickly left the room. I was starting to wonder if Jesus can see my thoughts and if he knows what's going to happen next. The guilt was flowing through me as I walked away. I just hope he doesn't know about what i’m doing.




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