Bradical Collection of Stories

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The bell finally rings. "Whew school is over."

Luckily, you've made it the whole day without anyone stepping on your new kicks ( they icy doe). As you almost make your way out of the school, you are stopped. That kid Brad is in your way. He looks at your new shoes and looks back up giving you a creepy smile.

"Those are some nice shoes, you got there boy."

"T-thanks?"

"Are those new shoes?"

"Yeah."

Brad licked his lips. "You gon' cough em up boy?"

You must fight back! 

"Brad, just get away from me."

Bradley pushes you into the wall and puts his mouth into your ear and whispers. "I'll repeat myself again, cough up the shoes."

You step on his shoes. "You don't scare me Brad!"

Brad looks down and sees the dirt stain on his shoe. "You son of a-"

Before he could finish his sentence Bradley turns into ashes, only leaving his shoes. The shoes glow with immense light that render you motionless. You can't move. You begin to levitate toward the shoes as they glow brighter and brighter. The shoes flow up to your hands. When the shoes and your hands finally meet. A white light takes over your vision. 

You finally wake up. You look around and see only white. It appears you have beat Brad in shoe combat seeing how his shoes are still in front of you. You decide to put on his shoes for no apparent reason. They seem to be weirdly be a perfect fit. As you put on the second shoe. Life as you know it flashes before your eyes. You feel power flow throughout your bloodstream. Ancient knowledge has been bestowed upon you. You have transcended above the plane of existence and godhood. You became...

The Shoe Champion.

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