There it was. Crossing the hedge, the huge dinosaur.
Her eight year old brain did not knew then that it was a herbivore. It might have trampled her to death but would not have eaten her.
She ran from room to room as it chased her, trying to catch her utilizing its long neck and open windows and doors of every room.
Then she ran into her brother’s room, her elder brother, there was a cot in his room and he was sitting on it.
She quickly crawled under it.
“There she is!” she heard him and woke up.