The Phoenix Lights

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Strange Lights over Old Phoenix, AZ, 20XX


My Story, as Best as I can Remember it

When I was 10 years old, and still living in America, my dad took me on some hiking trip, really we were just walking down the creek that ran past our backyard, but for me it was a real adventure. By the time we were walking back home, it was already dark and cold, all we had to see with was the flashlight on my dad's phone. We could see the street lights not too far off, though, so we knew we weren't too far from home to worry.

Before we made it home, my dad would stop and mutter something about a light, I wasn't fully paying attention when he stopped and I bumped into him. But that's when I saw the light too, it was just this tiny bright green light just sitting on the wall of a pipe, almost like someone was shining a laser-pointer at that spot. The pipe was large enough for someone to walk into so we thought it was someone trying to prank us. I remember my dad holding his hand out and telling me stay still as he went to investigate the light, however when he approached the pipe the light disapeared. And for a single second, as my dad looked into the pipe, and he would light up in that same green color, I'm not sure if he even knew (every time I'd ask him about it, he'd say he couldn't remember). But just like that it was dark again, and we'd walk home. To this day I'm still not sure if I imagined that o

r not.