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Wednesday, October 7,2007
From the pen of my sneaker
Dear diary, 10/7/06
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I was born a few hours ago in this factory. My friend, Skitch, said that he overheard some of the workers saying that we were going to get “shipped” to a “store” to get “bought” by “people”. “Did he mean humans?”, I asked. “I think so,” he answered. The humans are coming to take us now, ’bye.
Dusty
Dear diary, 10/11/06
Boy, was that a long trip! I’ve been sitting in this storeroom for 3 days now.2 days ago was the first time I got ‘Tried’. I was just sitting in my box, minding my own business, when suddenly one of the humans who work here came in. He looked around for a few moments, then saw me and brought me into ‘The Room’. I had heard tales about ‘The Room’ from some of the shoes that had come in an earlier shipment. “H’its where ‘umans try yew on and h’if yer nice ‘n cozy they (the ‘umans) might jest take yew to those big boxes that they live in and keep yew.”, said a pair of Oxfords in a severe, cockney accent.
The human took me to a medium-sized boy human with blond hair and blue eyes. He took me and put me onto the boy’s foot. We walked around the room for a few minutes. It was a wonderful feeling. Then I heard the human say ‘nope, not these.’ And I felt my spirits plummet. Since then, I’ve been ‘Tried’ 5 times, but none were as exciting as the 1st . More soon, ‘bye
Dusty
From the pen of my sneaker
Dear diary, 10/7/06
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I was born a few hours ago in this factory. My friend, Skitch, said that he overheard some of the workers saying that we were going to get “shipped” to a “store” to get “bought” by “people”. “Did he mean humans?”, I asked. “I think so,” he answered. The humans are coming to take us now, ’bye.
Dusty
Dear diary, 10/11/06
Boy, was that a long trip! I’ve been sitting in this storeroom for 3 days now.2 days ago was the first time I got ‘Tried’. I was just sitting in my box, minding my own business, when suddenly one of the humans who work here came in. He looked around for a few moments, then saw me and brought me into ‘The Room’. I had heard tales about ‘The Room’ from some of the shoes that had come in an earlier shipment. “H’its where ‘umans try yew on and h’if yer nice ‘n cozy they (the ‘umans) might jest take yew to those big boxes that they live in and keep yew.”, said a pair of Oxfords in a severe, cockney accent.
The human took me to a medium-sized boy human with blond hair and blue eyes. He took me and put me onto the boy’s foot. We walked around the room for a few minutes. It was a wonderful feeling. Then I heard the human say ‘nope, not these.’ And I felt my spirits plummet. Since then, I’ve been ‘Tried’ 5 times, but none were as exciting as the 1st . More soon, ‘bye
Dusty
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