The world I made up.

There is this thing called the world; its name is Earth.

I live on it with these things called human beings. They aren't perfect; they like to lie, steal, cheat, and hurt. Sometimes they can be nice, but most times, that's not true.

There are 9 planets, or other worlds, not just Earth. Earth is just a fraction of this whole thing I call a universe. It's small, and meaningless compared to this thing I call God.

I believe in God. A creator. He provides me with unconditional love. It's nice to believe, because the humans can be cruel.

I live in a thing called a house. It's surrounded by things called trees; blooming, green trees. In theory, us humans believe that trees provide us with oxygen, which keeps us alive. We breathe in oxygen, and breathe out carbon dioxide. It's how we live. It helps us pump this substance through our body called blood, through one of the most crucial organs in a humans' body, the heart.

The heart can get broken through the loss of love, and it can also fail by disease, and other human problems.

There is this concept called death; one lives their life, and dies, lives no more, and birth is a part of all of this too. Birth is the beginning of the process, and death is the end.

But I believe there's more past death. The creator has a kingdom where His followers go after death. When His son comes down to Earth, he will bring all of His followers to His kingdom. This is what I believe.

I am a human being. I have flesh, which holds my body together. I bleed, and I cry, and I hurt, and this is how humans live.

We have eyes which help us to comprehend the world through a concept called sight. We have a mouth which helps us to comprehend the world through a concept called taste. We have limbs, arms and legs, which help us to comprehend the world through a concept called touch. We have a nose which helps us to comprehend the world through a concept called smell. We have ears which help us to comprehend the world through a concept called hearing.

Here on this world, humans like to destroy things, explore things, learn things, and even kill things. We like to figure out this world. We want to understand the question, "why?" We can't help to do this, as it's in our nature.

We study things. We study how things work, and even how they crumble to the floor helplessly.

Humans run on this thing called love. It's a relationship between different human beings, and is based around sex, pain, happiness, and even anger. We live off of this thing called love, and without it, we feel alone. Alone is merely a feeling. It's a feeling that creates pain in humans; to be alone is to have nobody to love you, or have no one to love. Without love, our hearts are broken.

In this world, there is a concept called modern society. It consists of culture, ethnicity, and image.

Image is the most important to the eyes of humans. The way the body is shaped, how a human reacts, and even how the body is mature sexually all create image. Sex is a major component to image, along with the image of the body.

On this world, humans live to obsess, to love, and to reproduce. We live to create and live goals, which are things that humans live for, and work toward.

Dreams are another part of a humans' makeup. Through a process called sleep, humans live in another world, called a dream. Here, humans are able to live in their own personal world. Like the real human life, it can consist of birth, death, sex, and other fantasies, but dreams are like open doors that allow the mind to move freely in a world that is different than others'.

But the question is what is real?

To every human being, this answer is and always will be different..