Once, there was a dolphin called Star. She was a dolphin how had been sawly wouded on her fin when she little with a fishing hook, and although it had long stopped hurting, there was still a small scar on her left fin. Her mum and dad were lost. In September she was due to set free, abandon the care home for ever...
The second she left in to the open see she felt abondond if it hadint been for a friendly star fish nearby who showed star round the reef: showed me where all the sharks were so I could avoid them, where the low coral was to not get hurt, where the best feeding grounds were to have a very good meal every time. With in a month a moth she was extremly happy there: apart from one thing: the wanted her mum and dad and misted them terribly! She had know them befor they had parted that sad day so wanted them back.
But one day, gess what she found them swimming round in the reef. Oh the joy. The happiness. The exitment and they lived together for ever. And Star lived very, very happily ever after.
By Eirinn Hannaway.
The second she left in to the open see she felt abondond if it hadint been for a friendly star fish nearby who showed star round the reef: showed me where all the sharks were so I could avoid them, where the low coral was to not get hurt, where the best feeding grounds were to have a very good meal every time. With in a month a moth she was extremly happy there: apart from one thing: the wanted her mum and dad and misted them terribly! She had know them befor they had parted that sad day so wanted them back.
But one day, gess what she found them swimming round in the reef. Oh the joy. The happiness. The exitment and they lived together for ever. And Star lived very, very happily ever after.
By Eirinn Hannaway.
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