Shoe narrative

We may look like rugged old shoes, but we have a story. It all started when we saw the love of our lives, we were really happy to see them but that all ended. One day we were walking beside them, chatting about everything. All of a sudden I saw something come out of a box, something that worried me. It was enormous and creepy, the so called human that was wearing our friends ran away and accidentally knocked us into the water. I was very scared but I never gave up, I came out all dirty. That’s when things got worse, the human who stood up was laughed at. I was so scared because I got taken off and got thrown on the street. We sat there for a few days before someone took us and used us as a ball. I remember the last kick and that was the last time we were ever touched, we sat there keeping each other company wishing we still had our love. We felt...sole-less (no pun intended)

50 years later or somewhere that long, we were dug out of the dirt, apparently whoever found us must have thought we had some things that were (very) rare. We were sent to a place that look like we were on display, It was a big house, it was called a museum. We were put in this thing which had this weird invisible force field from keeping us stolen (I guess). I thought that I was a test subject at first but I was never touched. So many of those human things came over looked at us as if we were famous and flashed us with lights that were as bright as the sun. I liked how people were concentrating on me. It made us...feel...special.

Sylis and I worked together on a narrative our LI (learning intention): To use the 5 senses and personification to help us paint a picture with words. We had to have one person write the first sentence (which was me) then the other person to write the second sentence, and so on, we were given 15 minutes to write.