





*I put on my shoes as I finish getting ready, not see!ng you down at my feet. You want to find a cozy place to tag along for the day, but it’s going to be difficult without getting stepped on. You might be okay, even if you get stepped on. The carpet is thick, so you may be able to avoid my full weight, but it’ll make it even harder to try again. And it’s already going to be very difficult to get into my shoe without me see!ng you. Doing your best to avoid the tread of my heavy shoe you walk slowly around my heel, paying attention to the muscles in my leg to get ahead of any movements I may make. You make it to the side of my shoe, still out of my view, as you attempt to grasp a shoelace. You get close enough to reach it, you jump high and get a great grip on it. You’re excited! You didn’t think you’d be able to do it. You thought at best you’d avoid getting crushed and not get to spend the day in my shoe. Or, at worst you reach you final end by my cold hard shoe while the suns still out. But no, you actually managed to get ahold of my shoe lace!!! Your excitement comes to a harshly abrupt end as you realize you have gotten too good of a grip. You got such a good grip you managed to pull my lace just enough to untie my shoe. There’s no way I won’t notice you now. You freeze, hanging onto the lace that has now fallen limp to the floor, but it’s too late. I see you.* (Dm me to continue the story! Send your response from the tiny perspective or just say “more please” and I’ll send you the next part of the story to unlock!)