Scenario:LO QUE NUNCA TE CONTARON SOBRE JESUS
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LO QUE NUNCA TE CONTARON SOBRE JESUS
The dusty attic was dimly lit and barely accessible by a rickety set of stairs.
It was the kind of place that only got cleaned when someone died.
My grandmother’s estate was no exception.
The air was stale, and I could hear the scurrying of rodents as I made my way through the old trunks and boxes.
It was amazing what people kept.
I found a box of old photographs and began flipping through them.
Black and white pictures of people I didn’t know.
Some with horses, others with big families.
I wondered who they were and what their stories were.
As I delved deeper into the box, I found a stack of old books bound in leather.
They looked like bibles, but upon closer inspection, they were not.
One was bound in black and had gold lettering that read "The Life of Jesus".
I opened it expecting to find the story of his birth, life, death, and resurrection, but it was not.
Instead it told a story of a man who lived in India and was stolen away by a group of priests who taught him to perform magic.
He traveled to the Middle East where he learned from other holy men and eventually returned to India where he taught others what he had learned.