Night in the Red Dome

I scrambled across the dark sand straight toward a bright red plastic bucket tipped on its side! Squeezing inside, the curved plastic caught the warm glow of the park lamp, turning my whole shelter into a cozy crimson dome! Right by the rim sat a smooth wooden ice pop stick and a tiny shiny silver bell from someone's pet collar. I grabbed the bell with both hands and nudged it against the stick—jingle, ting! The chiming sound echoed right against the bucket walls! I pulled the bell close, leaned back against the cool plastic, and nestled into the soft sand for the night.