Author – Alexander
Yesterday at school we had to change rooms for the next lesson. Our school has 3 floors and we had to go from groundfloor to the second floor. When we walked towards the stairs one of my classmates stepped on my left heel and made my shoe come off. He gave me a push and picked up my shoe and ran up the stairs. When I came to the stairs I saw him half way the stairs trying to throw my shoe up an edge in the wall. Before I could do or say anything he managed to put it up there. He and a few other guys were laughing as I walked up the stairs. When I came up there I realized I couldn”t reach it because the edge was about 10ft high. All the others walked by and laughed at me and I asked them to help me get it down. Nobody responded and after a short time the guy who picked my shoe offered to help me. He came to me and foulded his hands together like a step and he said here stand on my hands so you can reach your shoe. Automatically I stepped up with my right foot and when he lifted me up I got out of balance and fell back. With my left foot on the ground and my hands to the wall I was balancing not to fall down and in the meantime the guy held on to my foot. He looked at me and grinned and I thought oh no he will not…. But it already happened and he took my right shoe off. I shouted no come on give me my shoe back but he ran up the next stairs and the few guys waiting were only laughing. There I was in my dark blue socks, one shoe unreachable and the other I didn”t know. After a few seconds this guy comes back at the top of the stairs empty handed and was laughing and said good luck with retrieving your shoes and he and the other guys left. When I walked up the next stairs to the second floor I could see my right shoe also on the same kind of edge. I knew now I couldn”t reach them and the bell rang for the next lesson and I had to hurry to the classroom. When I walked in most of the class was laughing and I felt little embarrassed and I sat down at my table. I had to follow five more lessons and change rooms three times and in lunchbreak I tried to find the janitor to help me with my shoes but I couldn”t find him. After the last lesson I walked to the stairs where my shoes should be but to my surprise they were gone. I got the shivers and was afraid I had to go home shoeless. I tried to find the janitor again and after a walk through half the school and asking several teachers I found him standing outside at the bicycle shed. He was helping another student with the lock of his bike. I walked towards him and noticed the ground was still a little moist from rain the day before. I asked the janitor if he took the shoes off the edge, he looked at me and said no I didn”t take no shoes off an edge but maybe somebody else did and brought them to the lost and found office. I walked back into the school to the lost and found office but I didn”t see any shoes. I tried the door but it was locked. A teacher walking by said the lost and found will be open tomorrow he had to leave early today. I sighed and walked towards the lockers to get my jacket and go home. I had to go with the bus and people were watching me. I tried to hide my feet but that was no success. At the end it felt a little exciting and today I got my shoes back, they were found in a trash bin….