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As usual, I rushed out and lock the big brown wooden door.

Then I open the shoerack to get my shoes. It's six fifty, uncle should be downstairs waiting already.

I was looking at the contents of the shoe rack when my mouth drop open in horror.

My pair of clean school shoes wasn't there.

After school, I checked the shoe closet again, all shoes were there, except for my clean pair of school shoes.

You see, I have two pair of school shoes, one is dirty, the other clean. I looked up and down for days before I finally declare my clean school shoes: STOLEN.

Then I start to worry about our society.

Because there was only two reasonable reason for a sick fella to steal a pair of worn out size six bata school shoes.

Either he's desperate or he has some kind of fetish.

But both shows how sick our society is. * Actually I don't think he stole it out of desperation cause there is a lot of nicer shoes in the closet.

So I was stuck with dirty shoes the whole week. Gahh.

Because some sicko fell in love with my shoes, which reminds me, thank god I left my baby Nikes in the house.

Yeah, So I was telling Huei Zhin that the sicko would prolly come back for the other pair and this time I wanna catch him.

I came up with this brilliant plan to put some cockroach in the shoes, so when he lift the pair of shoes, the cockroach will crawl out and he'll scream and we can see who the hell it is.

But then Huei Zhin say it wouldn't work cause I wouldn't find enough cockroaches and I couldn't keep them in the shoes.

So yeah, dear god, hear my prayer, may the sicko who stole my shoes never have shoes to wear. And that he steps on a nail while at home and bleed to death. Amen

Bree is shoe hunting