Long, long ago there was a poor girl called Polly who had a rusty bike and lived next to the beach. She also had a strange, little cottage. Early one morning, Polly went for a walk to collect shells. She collected flat shells, curved shells and thin shells. Suddenly, Polly found the most beautiful shell she had ever seen which was glistening in the sun lying next to a rock pool! Slowly, Polly bent down to pick up the shell. To her amazement,  the shell spoke!