I was driving along the 417 the other evening, and I saw a single black mocassin shoe in the middle of the fast lane. I was immensely curious about the story behind the shoe. Where did it come from? Where is the matching shoe? How does a shoe end up on the highway anyway?
I've decided to write a short story about the adventures of the lonely shoe. This is my attempt at trying to be creative and learning how to write.
Stay tuned....
1 comment:
Cool! I can't wait to read it.
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