Dramatic Monologue

We've never met, you and I. And if we had, you can be sure I'd never let you know what line of work I was in. I'm the type of person your mother told you to stay away from when you were a child for fear I would infect your mind with my devious ways and get you into trouble. I'm a thief and a robber. I was that one who named Jesus as my Savior in the last moments of my life. How did I come to be there on that gloomy Friday nailed to a cross beside Jesus? Oh, don't think I didn't know better. I won't give you any tear-jerking story about how disadvantaged I was growing up, or how I came from a broken home, and therefore my thieving wasn't really my fault. I knew exactly what I was doing. I was a Jewish boy who knew the Law of God as well as any other. My parents had me ci…