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I wonder how I could forget taking my sport shoes from my house in the suburb. It takes too long and too far to get back to my hometown just for the pair of my Adidas shoes. I’d rather find new pairs here in this city though I must get used to them. I could hardly walk without shoes on my feet; I myself have no idea why. My parents told me that I got injured on my left sole and from then on I never fell convenient without wearing shoes.
That evening, I walk home from the office and happen to go to a shoe store on the other block. My co-workers told me that the shoes there ate excellent. Well, it is not mistaken to give it a try.
I reach the store within minutes and find out that the store is apparently well-visited and has good collection of shoes. There are many choices for one kind of shoes, namely working shoes. From branded leather shoes to local synthetic shoes are available. I move on to the part of sport shoes. I really like kind of soccer shoes or athletic shoes, but I am not sure I will be using them for other activities. They are actually interesting, but I prefer finding casual shoes.
Searching for minutes, I arrive at a counter of discount. I seldom wish to get discounted shoes since the shoes are sometimes not as nice and comfortable as the new ones. But it is surely different here; not only the new and branded shoes are apparently excellent, the discount shoes also appear to be fascinating and enjoyable to wear. And what I like most is that there are plenty of kinds of shoe choices are there. The place is just like a shoe show. I wonder that this medium size store has complete collection of shoes, and it makes me confused which I really must take.

Yap, that’s right. Footware I like most are sandals and flip flops, or other people may call them slippers or something alike. Well, whatever they are called, sandals and flip flops are my favorite. How could I say that? It is apparently a little sad experience I had during my childhood.
When I was 9 years old, I was playing around with my dolls in my tree house made by my father in the garden one evening. My parents had actually told me to get inside but I was rather naughty and locked myself inside the tree house. After a while, I climbed down the tree house and walked toward my house. It was so unlucky that I stepped on a sharp piece of broken glass that stubbed deep in my left foot. I cried and my parents rushed out the house to find out what happened to me.
Shortly, I was hospitalized and told to rest my left foot. If I wanted to walk, the ground should be clean and tender. I was not permitted to wear my shoes and told to wear sandals instead, flip flops were more recommended. I did not like either sandals or flip flops at that time because they always loose and don’t stick well on my feet. But my parents did not run out of ideas; that day they gave me very interesting sandals in shape of rabbits – an animal that I like most. The next two days they gave me another pair of Mickey Mouse sandals, and on and on. And when my foot got better, I had sixteen pairs of new sandals and flip flops. And from that time, I began to like both, and I always wear either of them, wherever I may wear (unless school).
Sandals and flip flops always decorate my feet even to some parties – or more precisely to accompany me to the party because they are more comfortable and suitable with the situation. I like to wear dark color flip flops along with my casual shirt or T-shirt and my favorite dark blue jeans. I look just like a boy indeed, but I don’t really care about it. What I always think is that whatever I wear is comfortable for me. Don’t you agree with me?