Around five years ago, I was a total basketball fanatic. I would watch every Bulls’ game on television. I loved watching Michael Jordan play. He was the best. There was no other player like him. Naturally, there was another thing that I liked a lot. I also loved basketball shoes. I loved the way they looked. I loved the way they felt and I loved the way the smelled. Every time I got a new pair I would smell the inside for hours. My favorite pair of shoes was Air Jordan XI’s. They were the ones with the black-patented leather. I could see my face in them. They were so awesome. I got chills just looking at how cool they looked. I remember getting them out of the box every day and just putting them on my bed so that I could walk around and look at them from different angles. They were my dream and my fantasy. I knew that there would never be a better pair of shoes in the world. That’s why I took such good care of them. Every time I wore them I would make sure !
not to step on anything that would get them too dirty on the bottom. I tried to just walk on the sidewalks. I also tried to stay away from other people’s feet so that they wouldn’t step on my shoes. Every time I took them off I would clean them
n them. When I took them off, my feet had blisters on them. It was worth it though. A week later, I accidentally left my house unlocked and it turns out that a burglar got in. The only thing that he took was the most precious thing I had. He took my shoes. I couldn’t believe it. How could anyone do such a thing? It wasn’t fair. My dream and fantasy was gone and there was no way that I was ever going to get it back.
I kept them in perfect condition for a whole year, but I realized something tragic as I started my 8th grade school year. My shoes started to fit me tight. I had forgotten the fact that I was growing, even if it was a little bit. I didn’t know what to do. There was no way that I was going to be able to keep on wearing them forever and there was no way that these shoes were going to be reproduced so that I could buy them again. I was able to wear the shoes for the rest of the school year. I wore them a lot more since I knew that they weren’t going to fit me anymore. I even decided to wear them for the State Basketball Tournament that my team qualified for. I had never played a full game of basketball in these shoes, but I knew that these shoes were soon to be gone. The tournament was at the very end of the school year so the shoes fit me extra tight. It hurt to run in them, but I didnâ€
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