SPOKEN 0.3.1
Magic Shoes
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Clara, the class bully, laughed at me.
Mom said they were magic shoes. They were pink and fit me perfectly. I could get way up on my toes in them. One problem I had with my new dance shoes was that they began dancing all by themselves.
I went to Mom and said, “Look, they’re dancing all by themselves.” Some of the other dancers ran away from them. Others pointed at me like I was a witch. I said, “No, I’m not doing that. The shoes are.”
Then I had an idea. I gathered up the shoes and dared Clara to put them on. She did, and danced out of my life.
So long, Clara!
