What Shoe Would I Be?
Taking us many years back to when one of my first essay written during my primary school years was one of these, 'my favourite hobby, my ambition and If I were a car/shoe'. Something along the lines of these few topics. I thought that it will be interesting to see you write something a little different this time. It is not always easy seeing yourself as an object and what routines you go through daily, but this one will be interesting.
You can share what type of shoe you are. Who would wear you? What are you used for? Maybe a story about how you fell in love with another shoe? Any creative ideas can be count as an entry. Oh, feel free to alsow draw the type of shoe you would be. Now THAT would be awesome!
Image by Daniel Kirsch from Pixabay
Soft, comfy and relaxing. I am slid on at the end of a long day to give feet a rest from being confined. I am the next best thing to being barefoot. I protect you from pebbles, dead bees that still seek to stick their unsuspecting prey and various debris that is strewn around
I love going for long walks on the beach and protecting feet from the hot sand. To get splashed by sea water and refreshed. I am as peaceful as my owner is right now. She worked all day in the ER. Her work shoes had said it was a long shift. She had 2 people die and ended up covered in blood. He wasn't happy because that means he was covered in blood too. He told me that she kept saying all shift that all she wanted to do was put on her flip flops and go for a walk on the beach.
That is exactly what she did. She came home, changed her clothes grabbed me and gave a huge sigh of relief as soon as she had snuggled her feet in. I love it that I make her so happy. She becomes a different person when she brings me along for her adventures.
All of the other shoes in the closet are jealous of me since I am used the most. They have gone as far as telling me I will be replaced soon since I am so worn. I just let them know that strangers tell her about sales to get a new pair and that I am pretty worn out. She giggles and says that is what make me the perfect pair of shoes.
I have been around the longest. The running shoes, haha, they get replaced every few months and they are the most arrogant shoes of all of us. 'We help her get healthy, we provide support and give her energy' You give her sore feet! So she replaces you and wears me. We exercise. Our walks on the beach is exercise. I give her comfort and peace. She walks down the beach and will stop and sit to to look at the waves. She never takes me off. Well she did once and stepped on a jelly fish. After that she has never taken me off on the sand. Like I said, I protect her more than the others know.
What is different is I make her happy. She had a fight with that horrible man that made her wear these really uppity white satin high-heels. The white satin would always say that she made her the happiest and were her favorite. The work shoes laughed and told white satin that she's just a fling. To be worn once and forgotten about. That wasn't exactly true. When the fight happened she grabbed me and slipped me on, picked up the white satin and told them she was very happy to be getting rid of them. We walked down to the dumpster and there when those white satins.
I have no fear of losing her for a very long time. I am sure I will end up in the dumpster one day. We all do. It will only be because I can no longer function.
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Love,