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The Red Shoes
by Adrienne Ehlert-Bashista

• When Sarah got home from school on Tuesday, her mother said, "I got you

• something at the thrift shop today."

• Sarah groaned. "Mom! I told you I don't want any more junk from the thrift

• shop! Everyone will laugh at me if I wear used stuff to school

• "How would they know? It's economical to go to the thrift shop. Ecological. It's recycling. Aren't you always preaching to me about that?"

• "It's not the same."

• " Yes it is. Anyway, just look. They're a cute pair of shoes and they're just your size."

• "Eeeeuuuw! Shoes that have been on someone else's feet?"

• "Come on, honey" her mother said. "At least look at them.
• When I saw them I thought of you."

• "All right." Sarah took the bag and reached inside. She pulled out a pair of red

• high-top sneakers. "Wow, these are cool."

• "That's what I thought," her mother said.

• "They're practically new."

• "I know! Try them on."

• Sarah pulled on the right shoe and laced it up,

• then the left one. She stopped before lacing it up

• . Something was in the toe.

• "Doesn't it fit?" her mother asked.

• "That's not it" Sarah said, reaching inside the shoe.

• She pulled out a

• crumpled piece of paper

• She smoothed it out. "To Whoever! If you are reading

• this note it means you have my red shoes.

• Do not wear them until you have read this entire message."

• "It's probably a joke," her mother said.

• Sarah continued.

• "These shoes are possessed with strange and magical powers."

• "Now I know it's a joke!" her mother said.