What would I witness?

What would I witness? I would never ask myself that question. I would guess I just witness; sometimes I would know that I am witnessing, but other times I would probably just see.

When I witness, I would hope the witnessed incident would go to history with which I am proud and glad to be participated in the time when it happened.

Well, when I see, I see, I saw, I watched, I just saw.

So, what would I witness? I ask myself this question now.

I witness history.