I dig my toes into the sand. It’s wet, and my feet begin to slowly sink, until I can’t see my ankles.

I look into the sunset, and breath the fresh air. I try to imagine what it will be like 100 years from now. Will this beach be the same? Will the air smell less fresh? I guess I’ll never know.

Humans have been trying to guess the future for as long as we can remember. This month in history, we’ve been reading previous books about the future. I remember reading _The Hunger Games._ It had been interesting, but I sure am glad that’s not the future that happened.

As the sun vanishes, I can see the two moons rising. It’s crazy to think that less then 100 years ago, when _The Hunger Games _was written, there was only one moon orbiting the earth.

Seventy years ago, a chunk of perfectly round rock hit the moon. Now, it orbits it. It’s funny to think that the earth orbits the sun and the moon orbits the earth and the other moon orbits the moon.

That’s a lot of orbiting.

It makes me think. 100 years ago, nobody on earth would ever _dream_ that there would be two moons. You can know the past and live the present, but you can never know what’ll happen in the future.