Author – Adroo
We’ll… I work as a chef and we have a changing room to get into uniform. My fellow chefs thought it would be funny to hide my shoe in the dirty laundry bin. Later that day the dirty laundry was taken away to be cleaned. Never saw my shoe again. They just laughed as I had to go home in my chef shoes. Threw the other shoe in the trash
Author – Leon
Some years ago I was travelling with a school friend by train to a walk in a country park some way out of town. Being bored with the journey we started to play around mock fighting. At one point I was laying on the seat keeping my friend at bay with my feet. He suddenly grabbed my foot and pulled my shoe off. He held it out of the window balanced on his finger just as the train went over a set of points and lurched violently. My shoe slipped off his finger and fell onto the track. I had to spend the rest of the day with only a right shoe, which my friend found very amusing. I, of course, found it very exciting and got quite aroused being looked at by people. I got a telling off when I got home but I just wanted to do it again just for the thrill!
Author – Al Wunshu
From the age of about eight I repeatedly dreamed about being chased and losing a shoe and having the embarrassment of going home with only one shoe. I found this very exciting. At that time it never happened to me, so I would hide other boys shoes and get excited seeing them look for them in socked feet. One day a bunch of us were at the local park and having fun rolling down a hill in long grass. I let one of my shoes come off as I was rolling down and then had to look for it in the long grass. One of my friends thought this was fun and did the same and some of us looked for his shoe. I found it, but I hid it under my sweater; it was a soft leather school shoe and easy to hide. My friend was getting more and more anxious not being able to find his shoe, and it was getting late so I said that he would have to go home without it. He eventually agreed and I got really excited seeing his discomfort walking home with one shoe on. I intended to give him the shoe back once we got to his house, but unfortunately we met his mother on the way and he had to explain about losing his shoe. Then I couldn’t own up to the prank in front of his mother so I kept the shoe and the incident was never mentioned again. A couple of years later I wore his shoe with one of my own and ‘lost’ his and walked home with one shoe on. I got very excited!
Author – Leo
Last autumn I was in London to pick up some art materials including paper, 10 sheets rolled into a cardboard tube. On the way to the station on the underground there was a very smartly dressed business man sitting over the aisle from me and I noticed that he was wearing a very nice pair of Italian looking loafers. I got up to get off and he did the same. I let him get off before me and I walked behind him, noticing that his left loafer was loose and his heel was coming out of it as he walked. When we got to the escalator, as he stepped onto it, I aimed a blow with the cardboard tube at his left heel and he stepped out of his shoe. His right foot was already on the escalator and he left his shoe behind. It gave me a great thrill seeing a smart gent with one shoe missing. But I took pity on him and picked up his shoe and gave it back to him. He was not pleased! But I did apologize.
Author – Kevin
Today at school some girls took off my shoes and ran off with them. They both went different direction and I wanted to follow them but some others held on to me so I couldn’t get away. After a few minutes the girls came back but without my shoes. I asked them where they were but they only said you have to find them yourself and they laughed. It was in the first break so I didn’t have that much time anymore and I started walking in one of the directions. The bell rang for the next lesson and I was still in my grey paterned socks. I walked to my class and these girls were laughing at me and I felt a little embarrassed. They made me spend the whole day in socks and at the end of last lesson they told me where to find my sneaks. I had to walk half the school but I finally got them back.
Author – AJS
Today I was with some friends in a park messing with eachother. At some point we got tired and sat down at this picknick table. We got bored quick and one said what to do next? We all lifted our shoulders like we don’t know. Then one boy started untying the lace of my right shoe. I was sitting on the table with my feet resting on the bench where he was sitting. I pulled back my foot saying what are you doing? He laughed and said can’t you see I’m untying your shoe. I said why? Because I’m bored he said and laughed again. He grabbed my left foot and untied that one too but now he started taking out the lace and I tried to pull back my foot but I felt my shoe sliding off my foot. He noticed that and he took off my shoe and ran off with it. A few yards further he stopped and said if you want it back you’ll have to get it. The other boys were just laughing as I sat there with one socked foot. Then one of the others grabbed my right foot and started unlacing that shoe too and said laughing you can’t go with one shoe , it’s all or nothing and he pulled the shoe off my foot. I said come on guys give me back my shoes but they just ran off with them. They were throwing and kicking my shoes around and got further away from me. The two boys that were still with me said we’re afraid you will have to follow them. I said yeah I think so to. I finally got up and started following them in my grey socked feet. I could still see them throwing my shoes to eachother. They stopped by some trees and they were doing something I couldn’t see. Then I saw my shoes tied together flying through the air and they were laughing again. I came closer and asked again for my shoes but they kept tossing them around and I ran after them. At some point one of them said okay now it’s enough. He held them up like he wanted to give them back but then he tossed them high up in the air as I came closer. I watched them go up and when they went down they got hooked in the tree. I only thought at that moment oh no. I looked at the tree if I could climb it but the first brenches were too high, there was no way we could reach them. We searched for stones and stuff to throw up and try to get my shoes down but nothing worked. We finally gave up because we had to go home. The boy who threw my shoes said he was sorry. I said it’s okay, shit happens. We’ll try tomorrow to get them down. We went home discussing how to get them down… I guess we’ll see tomorrow…
Author – Sockboy
Some time ago I was in this bar with some friends having a drink and some fun. I was wearing my new sneakers that day. At some point in the evening one of them asked me, hey are those new sneakers on your feet? I said yes, you like them? And I showed them of a little. Then he said, I don’t know, are they real Nike’s or are they fake? I said, fake? no man they are real Nike’s. Then he said, let me see the label on the inside so I can see if they are not fake. The others laughed and said, yeah take your shoe off and let us see. I didn’t know what they were up to at that moment so I took my left sneaker off and showed them. The guy next to me grabbed it off my hand and said, let me see and started inspecting it. Then one said, you let us see the left one but what about the right one? I said, what about it? Well he said, maybe that is the fake one, you show us that one too. I felt something coming up but I thought, they’re my friends, what can happen? I was sitting on a barstool and my feet didn’t touch the floor so my white socks wouldn’t get dirty, I thought… I took the right shoe off and showed that one to. In a moment that shoe was off my hands to and went around. Then one of them said, the drinks are almost empty, who’s turn is it to get some new? We were looking at eachother and then one guy said, it’s your turn, is it? I said yeah but I’m not going in socks. He said, you will have to because we are still inspecting your footwear and we are thirsty. I looked around the bar that was crowded and the floor but I couldn’t see if it was very dirty. I said come on guys, give me my shoes back, I’m wearing white socks. The guy on the other side of the table looked at me and said, I don’t care, just get us some drinks and they were all laughing. I looked around again and I saw I had to cross almost half the bar to get the drinks. Then I pulled myself together and said, okay, I get something to drink. I got up and went to the bartender and ordered the drinks. On my way there it felt like everybody was watching me but I didn’t care. When I got back with the drinks I couldn’t see this one guy who had my shoes and I asked, where is he? I was searching for my shoes at the same time, but I didn’t see them. Wheres my shoes, I said but everybody was laughing and then one of them said, I think he went out for a smoke. I said, with my shoes? This guy said, I don’t know. And they were laughing again. I sat down again to drink and wait for him to come back. After some minutes I said, guys where has he gone? One of them said, maybe he’s gone home. I was still in my socked feet and thought, this can’t be true. I tried to look through the window but I didn’t see him anywhere. The glasses were empty again and one of my friends said, let’s go somewhere else. I said, what about me? I can’t go anywhere like this. He said, I’m afraid you have to because he said he went to this other bar and wait there for us. I didn’t believe him at first but then they got up and said come on we’re leaving. There was nothing left for me to do but follow them. We had to walk about 2 miles to this other bar and when we got there this ‘missing’ friend sat there laughing with my sneakers on the table. He said, hey, I checked them and I believe now they are no fake’s. And they were laughing again. I took my shoes off the table and put them on again. We had a few more drinks and laughs and went home again…