Shoe Narrative

Waiting, Waiting , Waiting  I could hear a noise it grabbed my shoe box straight away. As the lid uncovered, I could see Haylie with joy in her eyes. She took me out and tried it on it was perfect. From that day onwards, we walked, sprinted, and skipped everywhere together. She was the best owner ever, she even cleaned me after I got dirty. At school, I remember climbing on top of the ladder and seeing all the other shoes down below. I finally made my first friend but made a bad impression by getting my arms caught on the fence. It did not feel nice at all. I introduced myself and she said her name was Nike lefty and Nike Righty it was pretty weird at first but became really good friends. After school,  Haylie and I would walk through the wet damp grass, which was a hassle especially getting green things stuck on the sides. She cleaned me of course but threw me in the closet like I was a rag doll. That was the only thing I hated about her.  The next day she just put me on but I was smelly, disgusting and all sorts of things. Sometimes, we would walk on the beach with her dog Spot.  That was the worst experience  of my shoe life. Her dog was my arch enemy. I never liked him because once he chewed me up like a disgusting dog toy.

Last week in writing we made a shoe narrative not just any shoe narrative. We had to make a narrative through the shoes eyes like what it was like to be a shoe. For this task I worked with Charlize (Charlize Blog). We had to plan about the story then you get 15 minutes to write about the plan but there was a twist. You had to write one sentence then after you have finished your partner will write another sentence. We wrote about the shoes how it first got it's owner and how it ended up lost on the streets. Sadly we didn't get to finish the ending there wasn't enough time. I thought this task was fun because we didn't know what our partner was going to write so we sort of had to predict what they were going to write.