Pam loves fresh fruit, so she paid a visit to the farmer’s market today. On her way back home, she walked along Charlotte Avenue. It was breezy and the fragrant of honeysuckle filled the air. Then, out of nowhere, a pair of shoes came flying out of the sky and hit Pam on top of the head. She fell to the ground. Unconscious, she had the strangest dream.
The shoes were a yellow, patent leather three-inch pump, shiny, and has seen many days; the left shoe was bent to the right and the heel was sawed down for comfort, but that would make a poor fit, because the right shoe was straight and narrow with no heel. The shoes has been through numerous trials and tribulations. However, through it all, the shoes still think that they are in demand.
In the mid 1980s, the shoes were trendy. But when the decade ended, the shoes still lived on. One day the shoes had the misfortune of coming in contact with an extra large set of feet, and the shoes suffered immensely. After that, things just went downhill, and the shoes became a cult. It had secret powers, and the shoes used that power to make Pam think she had a brand new pair of yellow pumps.
Pam is a student at Hawthorne University; she wants to teach creative writing. She has long blonde hair, sapphire eyes and a warm smile. When she laughs, she screams first. Pam always wanted a pair of yellow pumps, which is the same color as big bird; however, she could not afford them right away. As she dreamed, she saw a pair of yellow shoes right outside of her home.
Pam ran out to retrieve the yellow shoes, she tried them on and they were her exact size. She was delighted! She went back inside her apartment and still could not believe the nice yellow shoes were hers. She began to take the shoes off her feet; however, they did not budge. Pam pushed, and pull with all her strength, but still could not remove the shoes.
“The shoes want come off I must be dreaming,” Pam thought to herself.
Pam got irritated as she continue to try to remove the shoes. The cult shoes spoke to Pam and she knew right them something was not right. She looked down at her feet and the mouth of the shoes was flapping. Pam did not know what to do except get something to pry those shoes off her feet. She looked around and found a set of pliers.
Pam grabbed the pliers, hooked them on each shoe, and pull them off. Then, she took each shoe and tossed it as far as she could. But that was not the end of the cult shoes. They came flying back and this time the shoes hit Pam smack dead in the chest. That did it for her. Her face was flaming red like a ripe tomato.
She ran into the apartment and threw both shoes into the fireplace. The shoes were squirming around trying to get out of the fire, but it was too late. They were weeping, wailing, and gasping for air.
“That will teach you to fool around with the master of cults,” Pam said to herself.
Finally, Pam awaken with a huge headache, and with no knowledge about the dream, but she had an impressive sense of liberation. She felt as if a tremendous burden has been lifted.