It's not that hard to think of dinosaurs if you are interested. Just about now, my grandmother died of an old age a few days ago and I miss her very much already. Father handed me something that was once hers, a dark red stone in a chain. He said, "Grandmother want you to have this Leah, that way she'll always be close."
I put on the chain, started to feel sad and hugged Father. He said, "I miss her too honey, you know exploring the garden will help you cheer up." I smiled and said, "Thanks Dad, I'll give it a try."
So I went outside. My grandmother used to tell me stories about a place called the Nesting Grounds. Sounds like a great place to me. She told me that it's where the herd of dinosaurs go to have their children. I love those stories. I'll never forget them. Not one bit.
Then I started to notice my grandmother's stone starting to glow. What's going on? I got confused. Before I know what is happening, a flash of orange and yellow light surrounded me and spun me around.
This is like a wild ride. Sure is. Then I landed with a thud. I then groaned. I got my eyes wide at what I am seeing. There are no buildings and no signs of civilization.
I had a strange feeling that I'm not at home anymore. I must be in a jungle or valley of some kind.
