I am a shoe. I am a shoe. I am a shoe.
I live a jolly good life as a shoe. I'm famous around the store, everybody wants me and envies me. A perfect life is one that I lead. Nobody can dare say that my life is anything short of perfect. I am beautiful, intelligent, kind, and every single good adjective a person can think of! Everybody talks about how great I am, about how pretty my heels are, and how bright my shoe shine is.
But...sometimes I feel out of place, compared to the...others.
I look over to the other side of the store.
“The purses…” I sigh to myself. “They're sturdy, big, strong, and better.”
I look at them...and I want to be them.
...
No, I'll take it back! I can't think that way. I am a shoe and will forever be a shoe.
My eyes linger back. “I envy them so much…”
Stop. I shouldn't do this. I'm the perfect shoe, I will always be the perfect shoe, and there’s nothing I can do to change that. My head spins...as if it doesn't believe a word I say.
I'm a shoe. I'm a shoe. I'm a shoe?
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Cover page by Yifei Wang
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