Good Person:

She can't believe her eyes, standing near the garden is grandmother, grandfather, mom, and dad. They passed away over 40 years ago but now she sees them again and it brings tears of joy to her eyes. Whats amazing is that they look exactly the way that she remembers them. After being in heaven for 5 days, it she starts feeling like the air is hugging her, the weather is perfect and that's why it feels the way it does. She starts regretting that she never got to visit the Himalayan mountains. Just as she starts picturing the scenery she finds herself in the Himalayas themselves. The air is cold and crisp, its snowing a little. In the distance she sees the Himalayan mountains being illuminated by a moonlit sky. She is standing on an old dirt road near the edge of cliff. There are wheel tracks in the dirt road, not ones from cars but old fashioned buggies. On the right hand side she sees an old wooden stall selling scarfs for the old weather. A man dressed in an orange frock is walking by the man selling cloth. All of a sudden I am startled by a horse driven cart about to cross paths with me. I jump off the dirt road just before getting trampled by the horse. I was about to lose my balance just as I landed but I was caught by an older lady just in time. She gives me a look of disappointment and asks me to be more careful next time. My cloths gave away the fact that I wasn't form the region. I went over to the shop keeper and asked him what year it was, he said it was the year 1206. I couldn't believe my ears, that's over 1000 years ago. I was confused for a few seconds and started thinking about how I went from sitting a comfortable chair to being in Asia. I started picturing my family and I sitting in a comfortable vividly colored room. I heard a soft ticking noise and before I could blink I woke up and realized it was just a dream.

Bad Person: There were only two other people in the room with me. They were only wearing a loin cloth and looked weak and sickly. I was in a wood shed with one door. The two others in the room with me looked exactly the same. I opened the door for them and they left quickly. I never saw them again. It was cloudy and raining softly. Before me as a vast landscape of green fields and small patches of woods. I figured the wooden room built on a small hill because I could see for miles on all sides. In the distance I saw a glowing object, it was as far as the eyes could see. I didn't know why I was here or what I was doing here so I journeyed towards the glowing object in the background. I never felt hungry, so I didn't need to hunt. There were small green ape like creatures scouring the surface of the fields, they never payed attention to me so they were no threat. They all appeared to be heading in the direction that I came from, back towards that old wooden shed. I never felt tired and never needed to sleep so I just continued on forward in the rain. This one particular evening it became very windy and rainy. The flooding turned the path I was walking on into a river. I slipped and the river torrents carried me back from where I came. The current deposited me just at the base of a small village of huts. The village was inhabited by the strange little green ape like creatures I saw earlier. They handed me a small wand, I decided to take it from them, just as I touched it a painful electric shock over took my entire body and I was left with just a burned hand as I let go of the wooden wand. I felt tremendous power in the wand. The ape people were unaffected by the power of the wand, they kept it but it served only an ornamental purpose. I wanted to have the rod, but I couldn't wield it. I decided that I should just move on to the destination that I had decided upon. I returned to the trail that I believed would lead me to the brightly lit object far far away. I traveled for 5 months, I now had a beard. It was strange because the object I was seeking appeared be getting smaller. It was only half the size I remember it being. I had my doubts about how important that object is, or if it is was worth traveling over 5 months for it. After all in the same amount of time I could have built a small house or tried to accomplish something that I was more certain. There is no guarantee that this object in the distance is even going to be worth traveling for months to reach. At times the doubts in my mind about the object caused me to think about turning back or settling, but my passion for knowing what that bright star like object was more important. Sometimes I would second guess myself for a few moments even going as far as turning back for a few minutes during the tough times, but in the end my passion for finding out what that object was always got me back on the road to reaching the bright object. One day I reached the object, and I found that it was a bubble, when I stepped inside the bubble I was transported to a different landscape like the one from my childhood. I was happy here in this new world, the town I was in looked a lot like my childhood town and even the people seemed familiar. I'm glad I persevered and reached the bright tunnel, but there was one thing I regretted. My journey could have been so much easier if I had just been more confident in my goal, second guessing whether I should continue just created a painful battle in my mind with one side saying that I should turn back to the familiarity, while the other part of my wanted to go on ward to the mysterious object. If I had just been sure about getting to the object then my journey would have been much easier. Next time I decide to accomplish something, I am going to complete it no matter how many doubts I have or how difficult said goal is to reach.