autobiography of a shoe
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Autobiography of shoes!
“I was born in a very sophisticated hi-tech facility. My creator took a great care of me. He ensured that my size, shape and colour were perfect. I resembled like my younger and older siblings. That gave me my family. My friends looked different yet as beautiful as me. Everyone generally had a family of different sizes. I was packed with great care and love, and transported to a new city.
At the shop, a giant shopping mart, I was scared at first. I met a lot of strange things I never knew. I quickly adapted to feel that I also belonged there. I made new friends and started socializing. They gave me tour to the shopping mall and shared their experience. I was excited. I met few that looked very similar to me but with a lower price tag, probably from another creator. The world looks at the outer beauty first these days, rather than the inner qualities. A shoe is a shoe. The thought disheartened me.
“Where are Woodlands shoes displayed?”, I heard a strong voice from the corner and it brighten my face. There are people who recognizes importance of quality product. I started singing and my siblings joined me. The whole rack glowed with our smiles.
I saw this well built guy approaching towards us, with office bag at his back; probably he might have come here directly from his office. So he seems to be a serious buyer. He picked up one of my friend who was of my age. That fitted him well. I liked it too. Then he picked me and my couple of friends.