The Great Shoe Adventure-A Blast From the Past!

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So I stumbled upon this gem from the fourth grade the other day, and I read it and cringed a bit. But now that I've gotten over that, I've decided to post it here in all its unedited glory. I remember being particularly proud of this story, seeing as it was over 300 words. And I suppose it's okay for a fourth grader. The thing that impresses me the most about it today is that I used a semicolon (although it doesn't seem to fit too well). However, I think it would've been better if I had left out all those "not really"s. Oh well. Enjoy.
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It was a nice sunny day in Paris. An American family was packing to go home. They had spent a week relaxing in a deluxe hotel. When they were done packing, they drove off without realizing that a shoe had just dropped out of their trunk.

"Hey! Wait up!" cried the shoe. It tried to catch up, but did not succeed. Fortunately, the shoe saw the license plate. It read California. The shoe knew where that was; it just didn't know how to get there from Paris. He decided to ask around. The shoe asked a poodle.

"I know how to get there." answered the poodle, "Just take a boat. you could come with me on this one." The shoe followed the poodle onto the boat. It sailed to New York.

"You're on your own from here." said the poodle. It walked off with its owner. The shoe went on across the United States and braved man-eating tigers, went through treacherous paths, and then arrived in Arkansas. He was walking (not really) in a forest when he came to a muddy swamp.

"Hey," the shoe asked a snake "is there a way around this filthy, muddy swamp?"

"Nope," replied the snake, "that's the only way." So the shoe swam (not really) across the swamp. Now he was so dirty that he looked like he was from a hundred years ago. Then he continued on his journey. Soon he came to Albuquerque. There, there were two paths. The shoe knew that one way led to California and the other to Washington. He decided to make a lucky guess and look the left path. It lead to Washington.

"Aw man," he said, "I should have taken the right path in Albuquerque." He continued on south. In Oregon, there were many dangers, like bears. Somehow, he managed to get past all of them. Soon, he arrived in California. He went into a house that he recognized in a city he knew and found his partner.

"Hey! I remember you!" exclaimed the shoe.

"So do I!" replied the other shoe. From then on, they both live happily ever after.

[Zig-Zaggity]

That was beautiful.

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*bows*