Author – the girl with one shoe
Me and my friends Caroline and Rachel are going to Tilt today. We are all in 10th grade. I got up, got dressed, got in my car and drove to Tilt. My friends were there waiting for me. I was a few minutes late and said sorry for being late. They said it’s fine and we walked in. We got are cards and started playing some games. That day I was wearing a red hoodie. Blue skinny jeans and high top grey converses. After a few games we then decided to play laser tag. As we walked in my friend Rachel says whoever loses has to give up their shoe for the whole week. We all said ok and started playing. After a few rounds I ended up losing. After we walked out of laser tag Rachel looked at me and said well, give us your shoe. I said no, please it’s a stupid bet but Rachel said a bets a bet. I said fine and bent down and untied my right converse and slipped it of revealing my purple ankle sock. I then handed my shoe to Rachel and she then put it in her bag from tilt and said you will see your shoe again in a week. Then she left along with Caroline leaving me in one shoe. I did not want to hop to cause to much attention to myself so I just walked like normal even though my was missing my right shoe. When I got to my car I looked at the bottom of my sock and it was already dirty. I then got in my car and drove home. The next day I had school and realized I have to go to school missing a shoe. After I got dressed I put on my left converse and looked down at my socked foot. Then I drove to school. When I got there everyone took notice as soon as I walked in the building. And to make matters worse my sock was bright yellow. I found Caroline and Rachel and said can I please have my shoe back. They said no, you agreed to the bet so you will get it back this Friday. I said fine and walked to class. In my first few classes everyone was asking me where my shoe was. I just told them I lost it in a bet. Halfway through the day my sock was really dirty with even a few hairs on the bottom. As the day went on my sock kept on getting dirty. Then finally the end of the day rolled around and I went home. When I got home my sock was almost back from dirt and full of hairs. I don’t know how I am going to survive this week at this rate.
Author – Skydiver
Last October I went to one of the beautiful islands here in the Netherlands to work in a paracenter and do a few sky dives. It is a great thrill and release to jump out of an aeroplane and I love the feeling of free fall you get for a few seconds. I own some black Nike Janoskis, size EU43, which I had had for more than 2 years. They were a little too big for me and felt really comfortable.
There was a time slot available to jump this Tuesday, so I put on my diving equipment and got on the plane. When we were above the dropping zone, I knew what to do and got ready to jump. When we got permission, I jumped out the door and immediately felt my left shoe slide off my foot. I could see it fly below me and tried to dive after it, but it was gone. I could not see it at the landing site, but I suspect it landed somewhere in the dunes.
When we landed, I was really disappointed. The Nikes were the only pair I had brought to the island and they were my favorite shoes. I had to spend the rest of the day in one shoe, but I was able to borrow a pair of shoes from a friend that night.
The next time I should definitely tie my shoelaces, because they were not very tight this time. I kept the other shoe as a souvenir 🙂
Author – Benj
So, I just found this site. I was searching for the things that led me here because it looks like I’m kind of stuck missing a shoe for a while and I’m not really sure how to handle it.
I was taking the train to work this morning, but it was the first time I’d ever tried to use the subway during morning rush hour and I didn’t realize how busy it would be. Someone stepped on the back of my shoe, just a Nike Flex-Contour sneaker, and it fell off. I got off the train to get it back but I couldn’t see it anywhere; I thought it had fallen all the way down onto the track. I decided to wait and try to get it back somehow after the train left, but when it did my shoe was still nowhere to be found. I couldn’t be late to work, so I just bit the bullet and took a cab.
Work was humiliating all day. A few customers even asked what happened, but most just gave me a pity look. Thankfully my coworker gave me a lift home so I wouldn’t have to take the subway wearing one shoe, but it’s only now that I’m home that I realized how much trouble I’m in.
I just recently moved to a big city (I won’t say which, but a really big city) to start my first semester at a new university. I have no family here and they don’t have a lot of money, but this school offered me a scholarship for tuition and housing in the dorms so I pretty much had to come. I only brought what I could easily pack, so I only brought one casual pair of everyday shoes. So now I only have this one shoe in my dorm. I have no flip flops or slippers or dress shoes yet. I do have a job at a (insert brand here) coffee shop, but since I just started it will be a few weeks before I get my first paycheck, which I need because that stupid cab I took to work depleted me. I could tell my family, but I just moved here and I don’t want to tell them I screwed up already.
Anyway, there’s nothing I can do about it right now, so I better get ready to go back to work tomorrow with only one shoe. I hate that my shoe is black with a white sole, so no matter what color sock I wear it will be obvious.
Author – Jman
Shelly and Angela were at the food stand at the park. As as usual they were in their socks. Shelly had blue and white patterned socks and Angela had blueish purple socks on. As they were sitting there Justin walked by wearing work boots as he had just gotten off work. Shelly and Angela invited him to sit down at the table with him. They mentioned that they had new socks that they were showing off that day. Justin said to them, “You’re in your socks.” Angela replied, “That’s right. We don’t wear shoes.” Angela looked at Justin’s boots and said, “Those boots must feel miserable. They look like they weigh a ton and your feet must be roasting in them.” The more Angela talked, the more Justin realized how uncomfortable his boots were. “Why don’t you take them off,” said Shelly. Justin was not sure about that but Angela and Shelly convinced him that the boots needed to come off.
Justin then began to unlace his boots. Angela then said, “Let me help you” and she unlaced his left boot and removed it from his foot while Justin removed his right boot revealing solid white socks. The three of them visited for a while. The food stand manager called Justin up to get his food order that was now ready. He reached for his boots but Angela grabbed them and said, “Just go up there in your socks.” Justin agreed and left the table. While he was gone Shelly put his boots into her bag.
“Let’s go.” Shelly said, “We got the boots.” But Angela wanted to stay and visit some more with Justin and so Shelly left with the boots but Angela remained. Justin returned to the table with his food. Angela explained that Shelly had to leave and then said, “Isn’t it fun to walk around in your socks?” Justin said that at first he was not sure but is glad that he took off his boots. After a while Justin was getting ready to leave and could not find his boots. “Where are my boots?” he asked. Angela replied, “What do you need them for?” You’re right,” Justin replied. Both of them left the park in their socks hoping they might see each other again.
Author – Leon
When I was 14 My brother and I entered a ‘fancy dress’ competition which was organised as part of our towns celebrations of getting it’s charter in the middle ages. I was dressing as a safari white hunter. I had borrowed a wide brimmed hat and had painted a band of cloth to look like leopard skin and put it around the hat. I had a sand coloured safari jacket and shorts and knee length white socks, but I was stumped for shoes. I only had sandals and my old scruffy school shoes. After asking around I borrowed a pair of heavy dark brown brogues. The snag was that they were much too big. I put paper in the toes, but they were still difficult to walk in.
The day of the parade of entrants came and we all assembled. There were about forty entrants and we all had to parade round the local sports field. As most of the entrants were youngsters we were very well controlled by the stewards. As we were walking round the field I was having difficulty keeping the shoes on and when a girl behind me stepped on mt heel I just walked out of my shoe. In panic I tried to stop and retrieve it but a steward told me to get back in line and carry on! I wasn’t happy but I did walk on when the steward said he would get my shoe for me. I didn’t see him again! We were lined up and the judges examined us and asked us questions about our choice of costume. When they got to me one asked what was the significance of the one shoe, and I had to tell him that I had lost it. I went bright red and I felt something moving down below. I was awarded second prize and had to go up onto the improvised stage to collect my prize. I felt so embarrassed walking up onto the stage with one shoe missing in front of hundreds of people. When I came down I realised that I had a significant bulge in my shorts, which my brother found very amusing!!
After that I just wanted to lose a shoe again; it felt so exciting. And that is what started me on my shoe losing career, which is on-going.
Author – Mickey
Andrew volunteered to assist in the shoe auction. He’d had his Nike AirMax trainers taken from him a week earlier so he wasn’t allowed to bid in the auction. His job was to prepare all the forfeited shoes in the school hall ready for bidding, he would also be holding each pair of shoes as they are auctioned. Whilst he was placing all the shoes on temporary tables he came across his confiscated Nikes so he hid them behind the stage curtain. The hall filled up with students hoping to bag a bargain. The teacher stood at the podium with gavel in hand and the auction commenced. Andrew held up the first pair of black lace up shoes, plain and ordinary, this was the same for the first 25 pairs. Each time Andrew would leave the stage and give the shoes to the winning bidder and collect the payment and return to the stage and give the money to the auctioneer. After all the school shoes had been auctioned it was time for the confiscated sport shoes. Most of the students had come along specifically for this part of the auction as most of the trainers where nearly new just like his Nikes that he had hidden. The most popular trainers went for high prices especially Nikes followed by New Balance. A few pairs of Adidas trainers went for next to nothing. Andrew said to the teacher it was the last pair as he held up yet another pair of black Nike AirMax trainers. Andrew took them to the successful bidder and returned to the stage. As he gave the money to the teacher he was told to get the trainers he’d hidden. “We have one last pair of trainers, size 9 Nike AirMax”. Andrew stood holding his own trainers up and with every bid he knew they where gonna be on someone else’s feet before the end of the day. Again he got off the stage and reluctantly handed his trainers to the winner. He got back on the stage and gave the money for his trainers to the teacher. As he was about to leave the teacher shouted out “We have one last pair of shoes that have just come up for auction, size 9, black leather brogues”. Andrew looked at the teacher and said “We have no more shoes to auction” The teacher looked down at Andrews feet. “Yes we have, take them off”. Andrew stared out into the hall, every pair of eyes where watching him as he unlaced his shoes and removed them. He picked them up and raised them in the air just like all the other pairs before. The teacher announced to the hall that Andrew had broken the school rules for hiding a pair of trainers, his deceit has cost him his shoes aswell. May this swift punishment of him losing his shoes and selling them whilst they are still warm from his feet act as a deterrent to you all. His shoes went under the hammer and he walked off stage like each time before, only this time he was in socked feet. He handed his shoes to a guy and took the money. The guy said “The teacher was right they are still warm”. Those around him laughed as he watched the guy take off his own shoes and put on his newly acquired leather brogues. Andrew walked back to the stage and gave the money to the teacher. He sat on the edge of the stage with his socked feet dangling. He watched everyone leave, all wearing shoes and some carrying shoes whilst he had none. He watched his Nikes being carried out and then watched his leather shoes walk out on somebody else’s feet. The teacher still wanted to see him the next day about trying to steal his own trainers.
He walked home in his black socks to explain to his parents why he had not only lost his expensive trainers but also his dads expensive leather brogues which he had borrowed that morning.
Author – Mickey
It was early evening as I sat on a stool at the bar and ordered a drink, there was only one other guy in the place. I hadn’t realised that I was shoe playing until my dangling loafer fell to the floor. I noticed the guy sat at a table staring at my socked foot. I put my shoe back on and turned my back to him. A few minutes later my mate texted, he was gonna be late. I ordered another drink and put on my headphones and listened to music whilst looking at my phone. Again without realising I started to shoe play and let them come off completely. I only realised when my mate tapped me on the shoulder and I removed my headphones and he said “Where’s your shoes”. I looked down and used my socked feet to search the floor beneath the stool for my shoes. They weren’t there and neither was the guy who had been watching me earlier.