At the movies

This is a fantasy story, but loosely based on true events. 😜

A friend and I went to the movies. We got there pretty early so we’re waiting for the trailers to start and there weren’t many people in the screen we were in. He was wearing some lo top converse and I was wearing some lo DC’s.

We were just messing around and I realised that his converse would fit through the gap between the seats on the floor. He wore them pretty loose so I managed to surprise him by hooking my foot round his heel and getting his converse off. Before he could react I had pushed it through the gap in the seats. It fell down the step into the row infront which was currently empty.

I started laughing and, as I was laughing, he reached down and grabbed my foot, pulling off my DC. I tried to grab ur but the threw it over the seats so it was now also in the row infront.

Whilst we were messing about seeing who was gonna go get our shoes, we noticed 2 guys heading up the row infront of us. The trailers had started by now so the screen was semi dark. They sat right in front of us.

We looked at each other. There was no way we were getting our shoes before the end of the movie. I was hoping they wouldn’t see them in the semi darkness but we couldn’t be sure. My friends converse was under the seat but my DC would be right in the middle of the row.

The movie started and we were sat there in one shoe each. To get more comfy, I put my leg up so it was resting on my other leg. After a few minutes, my friend grabbed my DC off my foot and kept it next to him. 

I was now sat in my white socks and couldn’t doll anything to get my DC back as the movie was on. Then my friend said he needed the toilet. As I saw him leave I realised he had my DC on one foot and his converse in the other.

Whilst he was gone I realised the rather large drink I had bought was making me need to pee as well so I waited till he got back and asked him for my shoe as I needed to pee. He replied by saying, ” you get my converse, I’ll give you your shoe”. There was no way I was getting his converse during the movie and I really needed to pee so I had to go in my socks. 

I picked the wrong timing as when I got to the toilet, I realised another movie had just finished and there were loads of people. I managed to get into a stall without too many people noticing my shoeless dilemma. I could feel the slightly damp floor seeping into the material of my socks and quickly left keeping my head down and got back to my seat.

The rest of the movie happened and it finally finished. My feet were getting cold and I couldn’t wait to get back into my dcs. I’d kept an eye on the guys in front and they didn’t seem to have noticed the shoes in their row.

The film ended. We sat and waited for the guys infront to leave, and most of the other people so we didn’t get too many weird looks. They left.

I asked my friend for my shoe and he just smiled at me. ” where’s my shoe” I asked. He just smiled and said, “while you were in the toilet, I pushed it through the gap in the seats to the row infront.” he started laughing. I smiled and stood up.

I climbed over the row to find my dcs. They weren’t there. I searched under the seats but they weren’t there. I found a converse, but it wash my friends. It was lo but white, my friends was black. I laughed and threw it at him, “there you go” I said. He looked really annoyed but put started to put on the mismatched converse.

I was still screwed, but I thought I’d check the row infront. I spotted something. I jumped over the row and found a pair of shoes, but they weren’t mine. They were a beaten up pair of DC court graffix. They were once white but weren’t now. The guys must have been skaters because the laces had been tied together and the sides were all scuffed. I had nothing else to do so I slid my foot into one. It was slightly damp, felt pretty loose and I could feel the guys foot indent in the sole. My dcs were pretty new but the ones I now had on my feet really weren’t. 

My friend and I left the theatre but didn’t see the guys, or our shoes again.

Pizza

Author – Ade

Back in 2013 I worked as a pizza delivery driver. One evening I had to go to this area named brookside. I parked up and got out my car. I then leaned into my car to get something, suddenly 2 guys walked past and took my shoe off and threw it into someone’s garden. It was around 8pm in November so it was dark. I had to knock on door to get my shoe back.

One shoe walk

Author – Al Wunshu

I live in a small town in England. In the hot weather I like to walk up into the hills behind town and sunbathe in a favorite spot. This very warm day I put on a T shirt and a very small pair of bikini briefs that I wear for sunbathing, and a pair of athletics shorts, white socks and my Converse trainers. I walked the two miles to my spot and settled down taking everything off except my briefs and stuffing my clothes into my shoes. All was well for a while, until a dog came along and wanted to play. I tried to shoo it away but it just got more anoying. Then it dashed in and grabbed one of my shoes and ran off with it. I chased after it but had no hope of catching it. It disappeared into the woods and I gave up and went back to my spot. When I looked to see what I had lost I found that the shoe that was missing was the one with my shorts and one sock in. When it was time to go home I put my shoe on one foot and the one sock on the other and went into the woods to see if the dog had dropped my shoe with my shorts in, but no luck. I started to walk home but when I got near to the first houses I got a bit scared. Could I walk down the road for some way like this? It was bad enough having only one shoe, but with no shorts and only briefs which barely covered my masculinity I started to get excited which made things even worse. Eventually I calmed down and started to walk home. Fortunately I didn’t meet anyone I knew, but I got some strange looks from a few people. I never found the shoe or the shorts.  

I lost my shoe (a day without a shoe)

Author – Evan

I decided to spend a day walking about the city. I took a train north to the next stop and was going to walk back to my apartment, so it would be like 2-3 hours. While I was on the train, I had my feet stretched out along the seats. There was this kid across from me, probably around 18-19, who occasionally glanced at me. Then out of nowhere, he grabs my right shoe and starts trying to pull it off. He pulled so hard to the point I fell out my seat. He took my right shoe and ran off just as the train stopped. Luckily this was my stop too, so I got off the train, but the kid was nowhere to be seen. So I started the long walk back in one shoe and my white sock.

Along the way, I decided to stop into a game store to pick up a game. I paid for it and as I was about to leave, the cashier stopped me and yelled out “People normally wear two shoes, not one. Wheres your shoe at”? I told him someone stole it, to which he said, “Well you look stupid”. He started laughing at me as I walked out.

I had to cross the parking lot of a supermarket, and then another neighborhood before I got home. I figured cutting through the parking deck would reduce my chance of people seeing me, so I hopped towards the elevator to go to the lower deck. I thought I was gonna be the only one until a guy rushed into the elevator at the last second. As we were riding down, he looked down and saw my shoeless foot. He pointed and laughed and said, “Hahahaha you only have one shoe.” As the door opened, I started to hop out when he said, “And youre hopping too? You look like a bum,” as I slipped and fell as he was passing by. Had to continue the rest of the way home alternating between walking and hopping.

Post bowling blues

Author – Nicholas

Casey was on the school bowling team, one of the best players on his team. His team is at their local bowling alley for one of the first matches of the year, he comes prepared with his own equipment including a bowling ball, glove, and a pair of bowling shoes. After several hours of playing, Casey and his team won the match but by a slight margin due to a teammate suffering from a cold thus having his performance suffer. Nice game, said John, a friend of Casey. If I were on the varsity team we would have won in a landslide, said Gina, a fellow teammate from the jv team. Alright ladies and gentlemen lets get on the bus and get going said the coach. Everyone started packing up and slowly made their way to the buses. 

At times the students will bring their own clothes to change into once their games are over with instead of having to wait until they get back to the school. Casey waved off his friends saying I’ll be on board soon, but they were all talking to one another and left to wait for the bus to leave would usually sits around for 11 or 12 minutes. Casey grabs his normal clothes and proceeds to go to the restroom to change in a stall, he leaves his bowling shoes behind to prevent the bottoms from getting ruined (as bowlers know, its a common thing to not wear them around anywhere other than on the bowling lane).

As he returns he packs his team clothes in his backpack and is about to put on his sneakers but there’s a problem, he seems to have misplaced them. “Oh no you’re kidding me” he mumbles, he searches underneath all the seats his team and the opposing team had played but to no luck. He grunts and figures maybe one of his teammates may have pulled a prank and figures they will return them to him on the bus. Cut to the bus and its moving down the street, Gina asks where Casey is at. “Oh he said he’ll meet us back at school I think, his parents are picking him up”. Cut back to Casey as he see’s the bus make a turn down the road and onto the highway, he’s now been left at the alley shoeless. “Great, just great” He re-enters the alley to see if he can make a phone call to a family member seeing as how his parents were on a vacation celebrating their yearly anniversary. He makes one call after another, first his aunt who’s only 10 minutes away and then a few of his cousins who were a little further than that although only the answering machine would repeat to leave a message. 

Nightfall was approaching and the alley would soon close, so instead of waiting for someone to pick him up “I’m walking” he said to himself. As he left the front end employee asked “Yo where are your shoes boy?” “I’m guessing on my bus” said Casey. He walked out and began walking home, carrying a heavy backpack of clothing and equipment and having nothing on his feet other than some white ankle socks which were sure to get dirty on his way home which he imagined to take up about 50 minutes to an hour to walk. 

Just a few minutes into him walking he became saddened and frustrated that his sneakers were stolen, by prank or theft it mattered little.Just then Casey felt something hit his face, as he looks up at the dark clouds above he yelled out a loud NOOOOO and it began to rain. Casey hurried to find some shelter to keep him dry and he found his way to a convenient store that would provide him some shelter. As he ran in he was greeted by the owner “need any help my young friend?” “Ah well, I mean… no no I’m fine thanks”

Casey thought maybe holding out inside the store until the rain would dissipate, but the owner approached again “Stores closing soon, If you want something you best hurry up.” Casey placed his backpack down and walked around the store picking up a snack bar and a drink, as he was though he slipped around slightly due to his socks gracing across the slippery floor (both from the style of it and from the rain that hit him). “Where are your shoes boy” the owner asked. “I dont wear any” he joked. The owner seemed to get mad and approached him saying “See that sign? No shirt, no shoes, no service. Now get out!” He pushed Casey out as he was trying to explain his situation.

The owner shoves him out and calls him a bum and locks the door. As Casey runs to find another place to take shelter under he realizes he left his backpack at the store “dammit” he said. He ran back to the store and while it was closed he searched for a possible way in to at least retrieve his belongings. He see’s the owner drive off in his car and makes his move to re enter the store. He finds a back window that had been left open and jumps up through it. He moves in and finds his stuff, but as he does a car pulls up and he realizes its the owner who had came back. Casey frantically runs back to where he entered and runs back out where he came. As he crawls through the window the shop owner opens the front door only to see a set of wet footprints trailing to the back of the store “Thieves, you best not hope I find you”. Before he returns to the back of the store he see’s a familiar figure run across the front of the store. He immediately calls the police and says that he has been robbed.

Cut back to Casey who’s running as fast as he can back home. A few minutes later he’s back at his school and the only thing between him and home is the football field and another neighborhood. Just them blue and red lights begin to flash and a loud voice says to him “Get on the ground” Casey does so but asks what he did. “We got a call that a store owner say you break in and steal some stuff of his” “I stole nothing sir I swear, please just look”. After some light arguing the officer realizes the boy was telling the truth and makes a call in saying it was a simple mistake. The officer looks at Casey and asks him “Now what is a kid doing walking in the rain without shoes?” Casey looks down at his socks and says “Well… It’s a long story” “Well I can offer a ride home for you and you can tell me on the way” said the officer. Casey shed a brief smile and said okay. 

Lost shoes during gym class

Author – Tim

When I was in high-school, gym class was the one thing I could never stand. Most of the other students were ignorant and the teachers weren’t better. 

One day as gym was beginning I was running late and was one of the last few students to enter the locker room to change into our gym attire. Before I was ready to go out on the floor I ran to where the water fountain was at to get a quick drink, leaving my dc sneakers behind where my locker was at. 

When I came back my sneakers were gone and I frantically searched for them but to no avail. As I was going out of the locker room to tell the teachers of my shoes being stolen, the door was locked (which was a policy that they had to prevent people from coming in and stealing students books and other belongings). So there I was, shoeless and having to wait until the class came back in so the door could be opened. When they came back I made my way to the teacher to explain my situation, but he wasn’t having any of it. 

“You skip my class, well you’ll miss you next class. Today we ran out on the soccer field so you’ll do the same.

“But my shoes are missing” I said. He said that’s not his problem and escorted me outside. As we stepped outside it began to rain heavily and I looked at him and said 

“Cant I just make it up tomorrow? I’m going to get soaked out here.” He pointed to the field and said to run/walk around until I complete 5 laps. And so I did, completing 5 laps in my once bright no show socks. 

Luckily the next class I would have had was a “free class” and then after that school was done for the day.

 I went home on the bus that day without my sneakers and got some weird stairs, thankfully those sneakers were not my only pair

My shoes crossed the line

Author – Jman

Our school had just redone the gym floor and they wanted to keep it in good condition.  The school came up with a policy that any shoes worn on the gym floor would become property of the school and would have to be forfeited.  There was a black line that showed the boarder of the gym floor.  If your street shoes crossed that line then you would have to give them up.

One day I was standing against the gym wall and a friend was on the floor shooting baskets and I was rebounding his shots and throwing the ball back to him.  As time went on I crossed the line onto the gym floor and started shooting hops without realizing it.

Eventually the teacher came in and pointed at my shoes and motioned me to come towards him.  I thought he was just telling me to get off the floor with my street shoes.  “”Your shoes,”” he said.  I explained that I was done playing and got off the floor.  The teacher reminded me of the school policy that street shoes on the gym floor had to be forfeited.  He then said to me, “”Take off your shoes.””  I asked him to give me another chance and let me keep my shoes but once again he said “”Take off your shoes and give them to me.”

I realized that my shoes were gone.  Slowly and reluctantly I untied my right shoe and took it off.  Then I slowly and reluctantly took my left shoe off.  I picked my shoe off the ground and handed them to the teacher who then walked away with them, my eyes alternating between my shoes being carried off into the distance and my socked feet in which I would have to spend the rest of the day.

While it was a bummer to lose my shoes it was fun to be in socks for the rest of the day.  A while later I was caught again wearing street shoes on the gym floor.  This time I handed my shoes over with no resistance.  I asked where my shoes were going.  The shoes were to be recycled to make rubber grind for athletic surfaces around the school.