After three long weeks, a boy walked closer
and closer to me. He started to look round me then started shouting in my
belly. I stood up and wanted to play a game of fetch and then he opened his
book of bottle tops and started talking to me about them and I thought they
were pretty cool. Then they said, “Close the beach!” So, they packed all the
umbrellas away and told us to leave this way immediately. Then the people
sucked anything up left on the beach with a hoover.
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