As I walked down the hallway I couldn’t help to notice Jacobs new shoes. The white shoelaces, the fancy look on the sides. He where one of those rich kids who got everything they wanted. Daddy daddy, I want a horse. And boom they’d get one. I have always hated him so much, as much as I hate math. God I wish I could get that subject banned from school. Well now, let’s get to the point. I really really wanted those shoes, and my family aren’t really a high class family, with money pouring out of them. No, we were an average American family, who just had enough money to get by. So getting my parents to buy me the shoes where out of the picture. And buying them myself? Not gonna happen. Even if I had enough money to buy them, I would not do it. The last time I saw the price tag they went for 200$. I got a hundred other things I’d use them on, like buying a jetpack, or maybe a plane, or maybe even a rollercoaster! I could make a whole list about the things I would like to buy! But not those shoes.
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