Welcome to Hell💖

RIP Converse😔

This is how I broke my FavORItE pair of shoes.

Or rather, how I broke them running away from an idiot.

(A/N: This one is kinda boring so I'll be adding some... theatrical elements. Meaning that I'll attempt to make it more exciting by exaggerating a bit.)

Just a heads-up: The person I'm about to introduce you to is an absolute idiot. But, he's also funny and my friend. (I'm allowed to call him that lmao)

The boy's name is Dayd Norris. He goes to church with me and is a part of the youth group. Speaking of youth group, that's where we were when it happened.

Our bible study had just ended, so we were messing around by drawing on the white board and such.

Then, Dayd had the bright idea to write on my arm with the dry erase marker. He left a long, green streak on my right arm. And I was pissed.

As we are all aware, I only have like, 36.42% impulse control. So I did the necessary thing and swung my red marker back at his arm. Unfortunately I missed, but I left an even longer mark on his left leg.

I was laughing so hard, until he started to stand up slowly.

I stopped laughing and looked at him, "Dayd, buddy, c'mon think about what you're about to do!"

Then he let out a war cry as he charged at me, marker poised for a strike.

I shrieked and sprinted off into the room. I had to jump over the couches, shove my mom out of the way(sorry about that mom!), and run around the ping pong table to evade being marked.

My breathing was heavy but Dayd didn't stop, he just slowed to a walking pace as he stalked over to me. I was standing on the balls of my feet, ready to run at any moment.

"Dayd- DAYD NO STOP!" He didn't stop.

We were on the move again, and we made it around the room one last time before I noticed the open door.

Dayd may be an idiot, but he plays football, and he can run like hell. Because of this, I knew that I would not be able to get away by simply running straight(not like I can lol). So I made my way to where the cars were parked and started weaving in and out them, sprinting the entire time.

Let's just say, I had my adrenaline pumping.😂

I was getting a bit tired from all of the running so I slowed down a bit, Dayd started to catch up.

Crap crap crap crapcrapcrap- "I'm about to get you!" He was right behind me.

I knew what I had to do. When I passed the last car in the lot, I made a sharp left turn and jumped over the cement block thing that marked the parking spot.

Hilariously enough, my unfortunate friend did not see said block. He tripped over the thing and belly flopped onto the asphalt.

I want you to imagine the perfect, cheesy, slow motion shot that was this moment. The dramatic flailing of limbs, the deepened voices, and wide eyes as they realize that they can't stop themselves from falling. So they close them, and just accept it, with their face scrunched up in anticipation of the harsh impact with the ground.

"Holy shit! Dude are you okay?!" I said while laughing throughout.

He glared at me from the ground, he groaned before he responded, "No. I'm great!"

I was laughing even harder, but stuck my hand out to help him up anyway.

"Be more careful next time, idiot." I said rolling my eyes.

He got up, with my help of course, and said that his legs hurt.

"Well yeah, dummy. You decided to try diving in the parking lot."

We were walking back to the youth building, when I heard a strange noise come from my shoe. It almost sounded like normal footsteps, but with three feet instead of two.

I looked down to inspect. "What the heck..."

"Dude I think I broke my shoe running away from you." I said to Dayd.

He looked back at me over his shoulder, "I think I broke my kneecaps."

I laughed, wow such a DRAMA queen!

When we sat down inside, I noticed that my shoes had in fact broken. Sadly, the whole front part of the right sole had fallen out.

Moral of the story: When you're sprinting away from an idiot, don't wear your favorite pair of high tops.

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Sorry for the whole update-confusion-mess! I'll try to be better with updating... Key word, try...

Anywhooo

What do you want to read next? Comment your vote:

-Breaking my tennis racquet in half (on accident)

Or

-My old goat, yes, I had an actual goat

I'm low-key running out of ideas... Maybe I could do conspiracy theories? I think that'd be difficult to write tho. Idk I'll figure something out for y'all ;)

Later, Paladudes✌️