Cameron and the Dinosaur Heroes

Cameron was bored. He was tired of tv. He didn't want to play outside. He was mad at his brother. So the ten-year-old boy lay on his tummy on his bed and kicked the wall. His brown eyes were closed, and he wished for something exciting to do. Instead, he listened to the sounds he made with his feet. Swish went his leg. Thunk went his bare foot against the wall. Impatiently, he pushed his soft brown hair out of his eyes and wiped away the sweat that slowly trickled over his round, usually happy face.

I wish I could play somewhere else, he thought. I wish I could play with dinosaurs. Now that would be fun.

He rolled over on his tummy again and stared at the floor. His favorite book of dinosaurs lay next to him on the bed. Even his dream of having a t-rex for a best friend seemed boring. He had always imagined his t-rex to be red, his favorite color. And he would be a super dinosaur, growing bigger and faster then any other dinosaur ever had. He would know things no other dinosaur did, and he and Cameron would work together to protect and care for other dinosaurs that were in trouble or needed superhero help.

Cameron sighed. Somehow it didn't matter that no real dinosaur would be that smart. His friend would be. He just knew it. And what fun they would have.

Cameron heard a strange noise in the hall. He looked at the door as his little black, white and brown cocker spaniel ran into the room. He was dragging a huge box. The box was on its side and the flap was open. Cameron looked inside. He thought he saw something.

Kitt left, and shortly came back into the room dragging Cameron favorite pillow. He wrestled it into the box and left the room again. This time he came back with Cameron's little brother's plastic yellow steering wheel. Kitt put that into the box too. Then he sat down on the pillow and pointed his little nose at the top of the box and howled.

Cameron laughed and climbed into the box, sitting on the pillow next to Kitt. He picked up the steer wheel and put the key into the slot and turned it to ON. A sudden roar, like a huge engine starting, filled the room. Cameron looked at the front of the box in surprise. It had changed shape and now looked like a long red cone. An antenna tuck out of the front. A light on the antenna blinked, first red, then yellow, then green.

Cameron looked at the steering wheel. He saw a big panel, like a computer screen. On the screen, a question glowed back at him: "Do you want to see a dinosaur?" Two words in boxes shaped like ice cream cones blinked below the question. The blue one said "yes" and the red one said "no." Cameron drew a deep breath and pressed down on the word "yes." The question disappeared and the word "dinosaurs" blinked a bright green as the engine started to roar.

Cameron looked ahead and turned the steering wheel to the right. He watched his box slowly lift off the floor. He looked out the back of the box and saw there were two large rockets to help him move.

"Look, Kitt. It really moves," he exclaimed. As the engine revved up, the rockets began to spit fire. The box suddenly shook and began to move. Faster and faster Cameron and Kitt zoomed. Cameron felt dizzy, like when Daddy use to twirl him by his feet when he was little. Then the darkness broke, and Cameron and Kitt could see clouds outside their homemade space machine.

But had they really made it? Would they meet a dinosaur? And would the dinosaur like them, or eat them?