One morning you wake up and get out of bed. You hear something,"Is that someone crying?" You look to your left and see a young girl/boy. Who is this person? Could it be you grandchildren or your children, maybe even your great grand children? Perhaps they just wondered in here. However, you can't remember because you have alzheimer's disease. Why are they in your room, why are they crying? You look around and you see your body. Am I dead? All the sudden the room gets dark. "What's happening?" You hear whispers in the darkness and see this a skeletal figure in dark cloth. The dark figure swings a scythe at you. You either see brightness in heaven, burning in hell, or are in limbo as a ghost for eternity. Depending on what your religion is.
