Polly and the talking shell

Long,long ago there was a poor girl named Polly who lived next to the beach. She had a strange little cottage and liked to collect shells but she was happy. Early one morning, Polly went for a walk with a rusty bike. Suddenly Poppy found the most beautiful shell she had ever seen lying next to a rock pool. She collected flat shells,curved shells and thin shells. To her amazement the shell spoke. “I will grant you two wishes so choose wisely!”said the magnificent shell. Slowly, Polly bent down to pick up the shell which was glistening in the sun.

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