New Shoes

Today dad took me to get new running shoes. They look exactly like his, well, maybe not exactly like his. Mine are white not black, and they do not have as much orange. They do however have the same sparkly laces. We tried about eight pairs on before I tried on these.  One pair that I tried on are the exact same ones as Jessica's.  They were to tight in the toes. We traded shoe for shoe, each with a problem.  My heel slips, I can feel the stitches that held the Nike, Brooks, and Mizuno symbol, or the one problem that happened too many times, the rubbing of my ankles.  I love the shoes that I picked and want the same pair when these are too small.