theres a dinosaur in my back yard!

feeling the cool breeze from my bedroom window creep under my covers and through my toes as they lay on top of my pink overs i heard a sound. refusing to open my eyes to see a new beautiful day i payed close attention to this loud movement coming from outside of my window. it was as if i heard one thousand children's feet jumping up and down all at once. i tossed and i turned to try to tune out this sound but there was no exscaping it. suddenly it stopped and it grew cold. "whats going on" i thought to myself as i jumped up to see something i have never seen in my life. a giant eye was peeping through my window staring at me just as confused as i. as i stood frozen for a second i began to scream and i guess i scarred it as much as it scarred me, because the poor thing made a unbearable noise that broke all my windows. maybe this was a dream but i hit myself so many times i knew it could not had been. i got up to glance out the window hoping to see nothing in my back yard but my tall trees, well kept green grass, and a few of my mother flowers, but instead i had a surprise. there was nothing but dirt from where the green dinosaur was rolling back and fourth on our prefect grass and flowers that looked as if they no longer existed. there he was the monster hiding behind a tree scarred to death as he starred back at me. "hey there, are you hiding from me?" i asked this big green dinosaur with the face of a innocent child. "come from behind that tree!", i yelled and threw a pebble i found by my foot at him. i guess my new green friend got lucky because my aim isnt so good, but it got close enough for him to pick it up. leaning over to grab what i had thrown his way he made a sound as if he was in pain and tipped over. the ground shook so much that i fell along with him. i got back on my feet fast not knowing what to expect but the unexpected happened. big clear tears began to fall from my new friends big black eyes, and he began to wine about his hurt leg. i ran to his rescue and as i helped him as he told his story. running away from home he had hopped my fence and damaged his leg in the process. when he fell he crushed my grass and my mothers flowers, and once he smelt the breakfast from my house he decided to get a closer look,but looked into the wrong room and found me.