If someone would have taken me outside and told me to look at the night sky and tell them what I was thinking, two weeks ago I would have probably said some idiotic remark like, “Cool.” If they asked me what I thought about space, I probably would have coldly answered, “I could care less.” I thought that all that space was made of was a huge overabundance of white dots filling the pitch-black sky. The only thing I really liked was the moon because it was the closest thing I could see in space. If I saw an article on space or planets, I would never read the articles, I would just slowly saunter through the pages and stare at the pictures. To see all the fascinating colors of the different planets and the rings around Saturn was all I cared to gain from the article. I had no idea about what captivating things were beyond our atmosphere, until now.
             As I walked toward the middle of the baseball field, I looked up to the sky to catch a glimpse of what I might be looking at. I was a little disappointed that there was no moon out that night because I was looking forward to seeing it up close. My teacher said the view was awesome and even though I’ve never really seen it up close, I’ve always been fascinated by it. All the crater holes and maybe even huge gray mountains. I didn’t see many stars out and I began wondering just what were we going to look at. It wouldn’t be any fun to just look at stars. They’re too far away. They would just look a little bit brighter in the huge telescope he had. Growing more and more curious, I began to walk a little quicker to hear what he was talking about to the rest of the class. He began explaining what a nebula was and which one we were about to look at. Being that I already knew what a nebula was, a huge rush of intensity immediately filled my veins. I was so excited to see if the picture in my head matched up with the real thing. ...