Secret Dino

Laughter

It was late at night when I got to Casey’s house. At about 3 AM, I parked in the gravel driveway or the little yellow house and turned off the ignition. The house was cheerful looking, with bright flowers lining the small wooden porch. The windows were dark as I got out of my car and made my way up the driveway, the stones crunching beneath my feet, and up the creaking wooden stairs. I knocked and waited, but no one answered. I tried the handle. The door was unlocked and swung open easily as if inviting me in. I walked straight into the dark living room.