I slip my shoes on, they felt and looked brand new. I remember wearing these shoes every day for over three years, until my parents forced me to wear different ones. By the time I was eleven they were worn and very dirty, so why were they clean? I take one last look around my room before I walk out and close the door behind me.
"you ready sweetie?" my mom says from the bottom of the stairs
"yea.."
"oh look, you found your sneakers we got you. We thought you must have not liked them since you never wore them." she smiles
"I love these shoes, I wear them practically every day?." I respond
"oh! that's right, I must have been thinking of a different pair." she chuckles