I stood outside by the porch closest to the trampoline, a little the right. What had caught my eye and pulled me outside was a strange view over the mountain range next to the landmark Superstition Mountains, a little to the left. I stood there and observed this strange sight with fascination.

Over the mountain range the moon appeared just above it. It was big and fat like a harvest moon just rising, but it was white as though it was in the middle of the sky. To the right of this moon was another moon, an exact copy of it, and perfectly level with its twin. Out of the corner of my eye, and always to the right, I though I saw another moon, but every time I looked, it wasn't there. Sometimes I thought I saw the image flicker right next to the moon's right.

Mom came out of her room and watched me watch the moons. I asked her “why are there two moons, mom? What is the other one?”. Mom said that the one to the right is fake, and the one on the left is real. I tried telling her of the moon I couldn't see but she was already back inside. I shrugged and looked back at the strange sight. But then, something very strange happened...



a shooting star fell from the sky directly between the two moons. Its thick white tail didn't disappear with the star that seemed to touch the mountain range. The dividing line that separated the moons leveled with them then the top of the tail split off into a T and connected just above the two moons. The copied moon faded then disappeared all together. After that the T winked out and the real moon began to rise.

The whole time I could see everything around me, but as the moon rose, my vision rose with it. It was all I could see, like a birds eye view of the moon. But then the moon started to change. Strange electric green lights began to tangle up over the moon's image like a neon spiderweb until almost the whole surface was covered.

And that's all I remember....