Red Shoes

Beneath the stars, a boy sat on the balcony gazing upon the starry skies. A sturdy yet chubby looking 15-year-old boy with red shoes laid there repeating and reflecting on the emotions of life. "Love, Hate, Happiness, Sadness, Regret, and so forth, Every emotion is at play in the hearts...I want to experience love" His shoes lit up brighter, the red color of love grew lightly as the boy smiled and giggled at the thought of having someone for himself, The soft sensation of loving someone, and the desire of warmth for being with another person is what coursed through his veins, He retreated back into his home and prepared to sleep for tomorrow would be a new day, and a new chance to try to find love in this world for the very first time. His shoes shined bright matching that of the brightest star, The boy's determination was strong but his heart was still pure especially for a lover, He looked, and he looked but for no luck, Until one day The boy found what he thought would be his soul mate, A lover to be with until the end of times; He thought to himself while laughing in a childish manner as all youngsters did, A white-skinned beauty in her 13's He choice to protect her and guard her, He looked at her shoes and they were bright red as well, but he noticed that the brightness was mixed with dark flame resembling that of dark purple, He ignored this and still made a choice to be with her, They spent around a year together the boy fought to protect the girl and for a while, it seemed as though they really hit it off, Love had sprouted and they were close than ever...One day the boy put on his red shoes and had noticed that the bright color that was previously on there had faded away, Not much attention was paid to this and the boy went on, He sat on the beach with his lover and there she laid, Her sweet cheerful face that would make any man want to be with her radiated with light, and then her phone ding, The boy picked up the phone and saw something that made his heart drop, "Hey babe when are you coming over", The boy felt nauseous, His heart shocked and thumped at what he saw, He opened her phone and with each passing moment, He slowly revealed the truth about the dark purple flame, an angel in disguise as she would be described, She had betrayed the boy's trust and met with another, The water reached the boys and the girl's shoes and that once beautiful color fade into darkness, Ruined of its purity...Emotions were lashed and screams and crying could be said after, Regrets and horrors were made, And in the end, laid a boy whose heart was broken and a girl who went on to love another...There laid a broken boy on the balcony who had only one thought on his mind "Why...Why did she cheat, why do I feel like shit even though I'm a victim why...", He cried and cried until tears dried up and there were no more tears left to cry, and that was the story of the boys first love, The Red shoes that were once filled with bright purity have slowly corroded but they still remain a bit of redness inside of them and so goes the story of the boys first love.

Time, It's the only thing that will help the soul in times of grief and need, and overall its the one thing in the world that both heals and hurts the soul of a human, No longer a boy he was now a teenager, Time had cured the wound that was inflicted in him in the past, He got ready and put on his now cleaner but still worn-out shoes, After having his heart broken he understand how cruel and unjust the world could be, However, he still pushed forward the Teenager made quite a decent amount of friends, He focused more about learning how to help others who were going through pain, and helping those who couldn't help themselves, A Truly a kind yet naive soul, Through his journey he had met a younger boy who despite how young he was, Was on the brink of collapse, His soul was broken and overall the teenager fixed the boy up as best he can, The boy and the teenager developed a special bond similar to that of parent and child. "Love", One day the boy asked the teenager, "Don't you want to try to fall in love again?", Darkness and silence had consumed the once cheerful mood of the atmosphere, The teenager sat down and took a look at his once colorful red shoes that were once full of colors, He remembered how pure and bright they were," I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought it up, I know how you were hurt in the-", Suddenly the teenager stood up and faced the boy head-on "Alright let's take chance". The boy cleaned his shoes, Looking almost as bright as they once did with his first love, and with that came the story of the teenager's second love, He met the girl, A beautiful Australian girl who was around the age of 17, and once again the boy found hope, She was a kind, quiet, and overall loving soul from what the boy could tell, And after some time of being with her for around a couple months he felt that his heart had finally settled, But to his dismiss he found that out to be false, He was naive, and he fell in love too quickly, One night staring at the balcony he thought about her smile, and her warmth, and how had finally met someone who he could call love, Only to receive a message from the phone explaining a breakup, and how he was used as a way for her to escape reality, He saw the red shoes that hanged on the balcony there red colors of light were consumed by the darkness of the void, and the boy once again was left to be alone, Betrayed by love and a pair of shoe's whos souls darkened even further.

Time after time again, He watched as his shoes that were once filled with light and warmth slowly fade to black, But it stopped, The shoes did not fade for the adult that was once a boy would not let them, He cried and thew awawy all his past of his 2 loves and painted his shoes, Its will power of light persisted, "No, I won't be drowned in my own sorrows" the boy who is 17 at the time swept away his past and moved on, His shoes despite the fact that he cleaned and polished them still contained a flicker of dark purple inisde of them, "Wounds may heal but scars will last forever", The boy (Adult) decided to over up the wounds in his heart with the love of another, "This time I won't be stupid about it", He serached and he serached and he searached until he found a young girl, And they 2 fell in love, He checked and he looked around and asked around for this girl and al her history, and everyone stated the same thing she was the same as him, scarred in the heart and looking for a way to heal the wounds, and at last, it seemed he finnaly found a girl who can be his, They dated for around 6 months but...As if life wasn't done abusing the boy, even though the boy gave her everything she ever wanted and loved her unconditionally, She  betrayed the boy and cheated on him with someone else, and this was the final straw, However, the boy did not cry, The boy did not weep entirely for he felt nothing, He looked at his shoes and saw how dark they have turned and still he felt nothing, He sat there reflecting on the couch and it wasn't until he reached his bed and lay down that he began to weep, and cry, He couldn't catch a break and he thought to himself "being kind is stupid, Why to be a nice guy when the whole world around you is just abusing you" He laughed as tiers went down his face, "No more, I'll be nice no more, There is no point" And after that event, he set out on a request, He wanted to be drunken with lust, To forget about the game of love and be drunk with desires and pleasrues that of relating to lust, that is what he thought, And he almost did, He met up with a woman and There he was consumed by desire...Except instead of being consumed the girl laid her hand on the older boys cheeks "You've been through a lot haven't you, you are a nice guy You don't belong here", And with those small yet kind words the boy who was an adult, Cried, he cried and he cried in the arms of the women who understood the pain he was being put through, The Sadness and desire to be evil and get away from the pain she understood it to well, She told him about her experience and how she herself was abused and mistreated and it made the boy cry, even more, She embraced him and placed her soft lips against his and pushed him away, "Now go, you don't belong here", The boy felt all his darkness and fear that once consume his heartburn away with her words, He forgave those who betrayed his heart and moved on forward, and took with him, his worn yet red shining shoes.

(Side note from the creator, This story is not meant to be great or create a legend, It's just meant to tell you the story of a sad boy who was dealt a wrong hand at life, This is his tragic life, as well as his desire to tell someone his story)