She awoke to the morning sun streaming in through eyelet curtains. She rushed to the closet, threw open the door and dropped to the floor, cradling the shiny red shoes. She had worn these pretty little shoes every day for the last two months. They were her princess shoes. When she put them on, she was magically transformed into a vision of loveliness. She slipped them on her feet and stood up, smoothing her wrinkled pajamas. She ran to the mirror and there, looking back at her, was a princess. The same princess she discovered the first day she wore her beloved shoes. She waved at her reflection and danced around the room with joy.
A mini tale inspired by my childhood red shoes, pictured below.
Wishing you and yours a beautiful Easter,
~ N ~
The Red Shoes
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