Lost Shoe: Elizah

Her name’s Brianna. Her friends call her Bri. She is 17. She is a bull rider. She started doing things that involved the rodeo when she was five. She went to the rodeo and preformed every year. Her mom passed away when she was seven. She kept doing the rodeo for her mom. It showed honor. Her dad was always so proud of her. She grew up in Tennessee. The next rodeo was coming up in a week. Today is a Saturday. She had her friends over for a barbeque. Rodeo time was always her favorite, not only for the rodeo, but because she loved having barbeques. She loved eating corn on the cob. It was her favorite food. Her friends arrived and could not stop talking about the rodeo. The talk always gave her butterflies. She always got nervous. Not because she was scared, but because she didn’t want to let her dad down. She started riding bulls about five years ago. The week passed by, but it passed by very slowly. She couldn’t wait. She liked hearing the crowds cheer her on. The Friday before the rodeo finally came. Her dad took her out to eat. After they ate, her dad went and bought her a pair of cowgirl boots just like he did every year. It was their little tradition. Friday went by so slow. That night when she went to bed she dreamt of what she would do the next day at the rodeo. She woke up Saturday morning and got ready. She was still groggy. She woke up her dad. Her dad got ready and hopped in the truck. She climbed in shortly after. When she arrived the rodeo had just started. She went to her stall and watched all the other riders. An hour into the rodeo it was finally her turn. The crowd roared her on. She slowly sat on her bull and they opened the gate. While her feet were hanging, she noticed her boots were a little loose, but it was too late to fix them now. Her bull started to buck around ferociously. She held on tight. She last for 28 seconds then fell off. She laid there for a few seconds then got up. Her back hurt. She was limping back. Her dad met her at the gate she had come out of and picked her up. He put her on the rail. He looked at her. Then, he noticed that one of her boots was missing. She started to feel angry like she had failed. She never lost a boot before. Her dad told her she couldn’t look for it until the rodeo was over. The next hour passed by like a snail crawling. When the rodeo was over she jumped off the fence. She started to search for her boot. She gave up after 30 minutes had passed by. She went to her dad, tears running down her face. Her face was hot with embarrassment. Her dad held her until she calmed down. They left the rodeo and ordered pizza. She went to bed that night with tear stained cheeks. The next month she went to the rodeo grounds to look for her boot, but she never found it. 

Lost Shoe: Jesus

Alright, so before I tell you about the lost shoe. You need to know who owns the shoe, and how it ended up being a lost shoe. The shoe belonged to a woman named Linda and she is thirty nine, tall and skinny not too skinny but perfect, she has really long brown hair with green eyes. She didn’t look her age she looked like a college student. Everyone thought she was gorgeous beside those who really know who she was. They ended up really disliking her for how rude she was.

Linda was smartest person in the whole entire world, literally! She is also an inventor slash scientist; she started to be really famous when she invented the flying car when she was sixteen. Ever since then she has made many inventions. Her dream as an inventor was to build a time machine. She did and she completed it all she need to do was try and see if it worked. But she didn’t know when to try it.

The next morning she decided she was going to get in it and go ten years into the future. She got in put in the year 2090 and pushed enter the time machine doors shut and when they opened she was in the future. She walked around for a little while but made sure she wasn’t far from the time machine just in case it broke. But right as she was heading back for the time machine it started malfunction and it was starting to disappear. Linda hopped into it but her foot got caught at the door and slipped her shoe off.

There I stood witnessed the whole thing and knew what I had to do. Go back in time to find the woman who lost her shoe, and ask what she was doing in my time period, and how she came up with idea of building a time machine, cause I thought I was the only one to come up with one. Finally after four days of searching I found her, but all I got was the story of how she lost her shoe. I didn’t want to stay any longer with her, don’t get me wrong she’s beautiful but very rude!

Lost Shoe: Kyle

Once upon a time, there was a young man named Kyle. Kyle was a 16 year old Juggalo. Kyle was also a drug addict. He had a pair of Air Jordan slippers that he loved to wear because they were very comfortable and easy to put on. One day, Kyle was jonsin’ for some Faygo. Since this was the case, Kyle scraped together $1.03 and started walking from his house to Family Dollar. Kyle was feeling lazy that day, so he decided to just slip on his slippers instead of wearing shoes.

         While Kyle was walking down the street he spotted a man smoking a cigarette. Kyle approached the man and asked him for one, and received one. Kyle decided to save it until after he had bought his Faygo. He made it to Family Dollar and bought himself a Rock and Rye. When Kyle was outside of the store and on his way back home, he decided it was a good time to smoke his cigarette. Too bad Kyle didn’t notice the police cruiser approaching from behind. Kyle did know it was there, however, after he heard the siren sound. Instinct kicked in and Kyle started as fast as he could towards the bushes. When he hopped the hidden fence to get away from the officer, Kyle’s slipper fell off. Now, Kyle knew that He risked getting caught too much to go back and get his slipper. So there it stayed . 

Lost Shoes: Elizah

John Beckham, a 27 year old professional soccer player who plays for Real Salt Lake, a 5’9, 170 lbs. soccer player. Light brown color hair, which is dreaded, and he is a Caucasian. John is a very kind and respectful person. He can be blunt at times, only if it’s good for you. Very handsome and athletic player. He keeps track of his health, so his immune system and strength is very affective for his age and size. 

            John Beckham was giving his autographs to fans after practice. While he was signing, his cleats were on the practice field. One of the field custodians picked the cleats up as if one of the players forgot them, which John did.

            A fan knew the cleats were John Beckham’s and went to the custodian and said it was theirs. After he took it, he put John’s left cleat in his backpack and left the right one under the bench by the stands. While John was too busy signing soccer balls and jerseys, the fan took out the cleat and asked John to autograph it. That fan now has a signed, John Beckham, cleat.

            Since John Beckham is wealthy, it wouldn’t be a problem to just buy another set of cleats. But, his cleats were valuable to him, because the cleats were from his grandpa who had handed it down to him before he passed away.

That is the story of why John Beckham lost his shoe.

Lost Shoe: Athena

Description of my person:

She’s kind of fat but pretty and her name is Deanna

She is 22

She weighs 327 pounds, 5’ 2’’, and has brown hair

She sits on her but all day watching TV, smoking cigarettes, eating, and watching TV.           

She is sloppy and dirty but very nice and she has a very sweet personality when she isn’t mad.

Deanna grew up being very popular, skinny, and very beautifull. She worked out and was in gymnastics. When Deanna was 20 years old she became pregnant with triplets. She got married and then had the triplets. Her husband was lazy and he ate alot! Eventually she realized that she couldn’t         

Lost Shoe: Ryan

Jason sat in his booth, letting the now cold coffee run down his throat in hopes of prolonging his sleep deprivation. A cold, shitty coffee, but for a dollar, he couldn’t complain much about a cheap fix to get him through another graveyard shift. At least not too much. He leaned back in the standard issue metal, fold chair until the back of his head hit the Plexiglass window. Jason glanced up at the monitor on the corner of the desk and then began to entertain the idea of taking a short nap on the 1’ by 3’ space. Unfortunately it appeared that the sadist who designed the booth had already given thought to this possibility and had raised the desk to an uncomfortable height. Shit, everything shit. A shit night, with a shit coffee, at a shitty job. However with little job experience,