People always wonder why we are on Earth. I my self have sat on my bed pondering this exact enigma. The truth is, there is no answer. All of us were put on this Earth because we are unlucky. We won a race, that’s all. We were the fastest in our class. We most likely felt specion. But soon, the most sanguine of us will lose their spark, and realize that there is no purpose. If we die, if we live, like will go on just like was. People live, people die. The only thing we mustn’t do is live in trepidation. If there is no ourpose in this life, why worry?