Sunday, February 23, 2014

Bob the Shoe

Bob the Shoe
In a wonderful land, filled with wonderful sights, and wonderful people, live a shoe named Bob. Bob was a normal shoe except that he could move and talk he was alive. The reason for this he did not know except that he thought it was because he was made by magical brownies for a poor shoemaker. Except for poor Bob, he was locked in a closet all day. Someone had tried to stick their smelly foot into him, so he squeezed their foot. Sad that the shoe didn’t fit, the person threw Bob into the closet. After many sad months alone, Bob finally was taken out when the annual closet cleaning took place. He was deemed not fitting and was thrown out. Saddened Bob climbed out of the trashcan. He hopped along the road sadly. He cried to himself, “Why doesn’t anyone want me!” He hopped and hoped and hoed for he had found a garden along the way. “What fun this is!” he exclaimed as he put his seeds in the ground. But then the people chased him away because this was a community garden and he was not part of this community. He ran away again and was never heard from or missed or thought of again. That allowed people to get on with their lives. Bob had died so he watched this and smiled. Then god came. “5 minutes until reincarnation.” he said. Poor Bob. Oh well, when Bob came to life he remembered and committed suicide. He did that forever and ever again.

The End

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