Tony’s shoe

Author – Grant

Not sure this story fits I have this friend well the story tells that I was just looking around on the internet to see if I could find anybody like him some of your stories are close to being like him so I thought I would write about him.

My story starts in 6th grade. It’s weird but true.

My best friends name is Tony, we have been best friends since 1st grade. He would always have one shoe with a really lose lace are no shoe lace. when I ask, he always said the lace is either broke are going to break, if he tied it. He would always sit in class and take his shoe off. Tony would all ways have to either throw paper away are sharpen his pencil and would leave his shoe under his desk. when he walked his shoe almost fell off. When we played outside his shoe would fly off, he would just keep going without it. I ask him one time why he did that? He said he hoped someone would steal it because he only had one pair.
Tony always tried to get his shoe stolen when we would horse around.
Are school was one big building with all the class divided by lines on the floor so no walls inside. We were watching a movie and the teacher said we could come sit in the floor so we could hear because of the other classes. Tony came up and sit in the floor, we watch the movie and we went back to are chairs the bell rang.
We headed to lunch as we walked out, I said you forgot your shoe. He said it was gone. I told him I would help him look for it, Tony said I already looked so we just went to lunch. Tony spent the rest of the day missing his shoe.
I got to school before Tony I seen him coming on his bike. He was wearing his left DC and a black sock on his other foot. I said you didn’t find your other shoe. He said nope. We headed to class. He came to school all week missing his shoe even one day when it rained, I ask him don’t you miss your shoe. Tony said nope not at all. He got off his bike and hopped to the school, so his sock didn’t get wet.
After about a week he came wearing new shoes but the right one didn’t have a shoe lace.
Tony went back to just always having a loose shoe with it flying off all the time and a lot of shoe play but wearing it.
Skip forward to the 8th grade. Tony got to the house we always rode are bikes to school and my house is between Tony’s house and the school. He knocked on the door and came in I wasn’t ready yet. I looked down and Tony was wearing a black high top and just a white ankle sock on his right foot. I ask him were his other shoe was. He said I couldn’t find it and ran out of time to look for it. After school we went to his house to play video games. Then we decided to go to the park and Tony put his left shoe on. I ask him if he wanted help looking for his shoe. He said no I’ll look later.
On the way to the park I ask him don’t it bother you not having your shoe. He said nope. I kind of hope I can’t find it. I said what? He said you heard me.
The next morning Tony got to the house and had his shoe I said I see you found it. He said the dog had got it. I laughed, He was sitting on his bike I walked over and bent down and took his shoe off him and tossed it on the roof of my house and said now you lost it. He just rode off.
After that it became fun to take his shoe.
Move to 9th grade now. Most of the guys have got on board with having a one shoe Tony in the group it’s became a game of who can end up with his shoe, and who can keep it the longest, it’s became so normal to see One shoe Tony the teachers don’t even say anything anymore. Today I seen Tony at wally world with his mom and no shoe. I ask him who had his shoe this time, he said Jake never gave it back Friday.

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Ripped at the toe

Author – Shoelossfan

(warning story ahead features horse dung)

It was the Thursday after Christmas day for me at my family ranch on the outskirts of Springville California, or rather the early morning as I was up and about since I’m the only one of my family to really wake up during AM hours, and one duty I have is to clear out the barns horse pens of well crap. You see my family owns about eleven horses at the time and the pens had really been let go thanks to a combination of bad weather, myself being sick and other reasons.

Anyway, I’m out there working hard on one of the pens, and something you should know is that the barn is one of those that is really just a roof over an area, no real outside walls what so ever, and the pens are what can be called jail cell for lack of a better word. Since they had a rocket dirt floor, strong slightly rusted steel pipe walls, and on the inside of the walls there is a layer of heavy duty chicken wire which I think is to keep wild animals from attacking the animals inside. Now the pen I am working on had had it’s chicken wire pretty much wrecked on one side thanks to having horse’s that don’t get along in both this and the adjoining pen.

Granted I don’t think much of it as I just continue to shovel the crap into a nearby wheelbarrow when I shift my right foot a little and suddenly, I feel it get caught on something. So dumping what I had into the wheelbarrow I look down to see a half buried piece of this heavy duty chicken wire snagged to the top of my sneaker. Now something you should know is that I only have one pair of sneakers and their black with some red outlines and laces, though a good pair of the front half of the sneaker is this weird wed like mesh.

So I pull back on my foot trying to get it free with little give, making me pull back harder, to the point where I am pushing back on the side of the pen to pull away when all of a sudden I hear a very loud rip. Looking down at my foot I see that my foot is free but I can see to red toe of my black socks with red toes and heels (yes I own those in RL) peaking out from the large hole at the toe of my sneaker, what also didn’t help was that the shoelace snapped in two places as well. As I looked over the damage my heart sank a little since these were the only shoes I have at the time. Though looking at the jagged piece of wire I figure I should take care of that first before someone else gets caught, So I dug it up and dumped it into the dumpster with the rest of the crap, after I took off the ruined right sneaker and dumped in it ahead. Before I head up to the house with just one shoe and one socked foot.

For the next few days I make an effort to hide my one sneaker status by keeping my still good left shoe hidden in my bedroom while the others are up, and going out one shod during the earlier morning when it isn’t wet out. I keep my one shod status hidden all the way through new years only revealing what happened the Monday after since I get a disability check from the government on the first weekday of the month (I have autism in RL) and pretty much soon after my parents took me shopping for new shoes soon after. Still being stuck one shod for a while was a bit fun and I do hope maybe it could happen again.

Shoes stolen at school

Author – Martin

I have had my shoes taken or stolen plenty of times. Most of these were when I was in high school. Our school uniform consisted of a white button up shirt and navy shorts, with an optional tie. We were required to wear white socks and black shoes. A lot of the boys wore black skate shoes.

It was my third day at school the first time my shoes were taken. It was a lunch break and I was on my own, walking through the outdoor area. I am always quite neatly presented, and had my nice clean shirt tucked in to my shorts as per school rules. I was wearing a pair of black Globe shoes with my white crew length socks.

I was considering where to have lunch when I felt a hard pull on my backpack. I was yanked backwards into a taller guy. He was in a group of four older boys at the school. They had a more scruffy appearance – their shirts were definitely not tucked in.

“Hey, new kid. Look at you, all nice and tidy”, one of them taunted.
“He’s got his shirt tucked in and everything”, said another.
“It would be a shame if he got all dirty!” exclaimed another. The group all laughed.

Suddenly, I was pulled backwards much harder by my backpack. I felt a hard push from behind, and I fell to the dirt. I was held down on the ground and I felt each of my shoes being pulled off my feet. The boys were laughing. I heard one of them say “let’s throw him in the bin!”.

I felt myself being lifted up to my feet. I was pushed forwards towards a tall green wheelie bin. I was stumbling across the ground as I was being pushed closer. I felt myself being lifted up and was dropped head first into the bin. I heard the lid slam down after me, and the boys laughing. I stayed quiet amongst the rubbish, and I heard the boys laughter fade away into the distance.

After a few minutes, I knew that I needed to get out of the bin. I pushed against one of the sides. I felt the bin tip, and it hit the ground on it’s side. I slowly slid out of the bin and stood up. I must have looked quite a sight – my shirt was all dirty and pulled out, and my shorts were stained. The bottoms of my white socks were dirty from the ground.

I looked around for my shoes, but I could not see them. I started walking across the dirt and grass in my socks looking for any sign of them. After walking around for about 10 minutes, I found my shoes inside another bin. I was relieved, as I knew that my white socks were getting dirtier and dirtier. I quickly slipped my shoes on to my socked feet and raced away to class, hoping that I would not run into those guys again.

Crowded cinema

Author – AndrewF

It was a sold out cinema showing terminator 2 in 3D. I took my shoes off as I always do in the cinema. As the movie ended everyone gets up and walks past me. I stayed sat down waiting for the crowd to die down forgetting my shoes were in the way. I looked down and saw they were no longer there. I looked and saw people kicking one down the steps and the other was under the chair next to me. Managed to get my shoe back. Was kicked towards the fire exit!

My best friend

Author – Zet

The town next to ours opened a new indoor skate park so Logan and I decided to go on Sunday to try  it out.

We were dropped off as the park opened there was around 60 skaters in line to go in.We finally got in and began to skate Logan First thing to do was a Hospital Flip and his right shoe flew off and went out of sight as he hit the ground. Logan got up and went to find his shoe and it was gone some other skater thought it would be funny to take it. Logan looked and looked for his shoe and finally walked over to me wearing a black DC on his left foot and a white no shoe, sock on his right foot Logan was so mad He said someone stole my $#@&*$$ shoe. I told him nobody would do that we would go look we headed back to the area he was in and sure enough, it was no where to be found We then went to the lost and found and checked all the trash cans. After about an hour Logan was so mad he just wanted to go home but are ride was still 4 hours away. After about an hour Logan started to skate again, but was in such a bad mood it wasn’t much fun. Our ride finally came and we got home Logan just got out of the car and walked home never saying a word.

  The next morning when I walked into first period and set down at my desk  Logan was already in class in the front of the room behind a podium getting ready for us to present our project I thought.The teacher called role and told use we were first to do are presentation. I walked up front and we started as I looked behind the podium and Logan was standing there Missing his right shoe with just his sock after class was over I ask Logan why he was still wearing one shoe Logan said he got in so much trouble when he got home his step mom said he could find his shoe or do without till his dad got home in two weeks He only had the one pair.I ask him what he was going to do He just looked at me and said I don’t know guess wear one. Logan went everywhere wearing one shoe for the two weeks.

I think by the time his dad got home he had began to like missing his shoe. Logan said he kind of did not want it back.

Laundry

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

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.