Ysgrifenwyd y darn yma gan Elen  o Ysgol Llanbedrgoch.
  

My secret shell staircase

I touch my curvy shell, tracing the scaly patterns that twist upwards with my finger. The shiny pattern, glistening in the golden sunlight as I gently stroke its shiny surface. Suddenly the shell gets larger and larger and I get smaller and smaller until I am no larger than the stone that once lay in my pocket. The colourful shell is no more delicatley held in my strong hand.

Excitedly, I climb onto the zebra striped grooves and gaze into the long, endless cave. I wonder what lays beyond the first corner which curves upwards towards the curly spiral. My breath echoes along my secret shell staircase. A salty smell fills my nose. I find myself crawling along the narrow stairs as the roof gets lower and I finally reach the tip. Sighing heavily I sit down to rest. But suddenly I find myself whizzing downwards, down the velvety tunnel. Leaving the fishy, soapy smell behind as I gently bump onto the golden sand and stare in amazement. I am looking down at my dog, whelk once more.