United Friends Challenge #17 - Stella the Stiletto

Well, it's been a couple weeks since I wrote for the UFC... & Since this challenge was set by me, I needed to do it.
I knew what the challenge would be... (Write a story in the 1st person as a inanimate object)... but I wasn't sure exactly how I would handle it.

Yesterday while chatting with my dear friend Autumn Sunshine, I asked her to name off an object that I could write about. She suggested a woman's shoe. "Perfect!" I said!

Still not having a story in my mind I laid down last night & before I could go to sleep the name "Stella the Stiletto" popped in my mind.

That's all I needed!

Before you meet Stella, I have some "business" to attend to 1st...

The challenge (again, set by Yours Truly!)...

Write a story (or poem) as if you were an inanimate object (ie: Ball Point Pen) (in the 1st person style)... & write it about what a day in your life is like! From the time you are awaken to the time you go to bed. (& If you're not used often, explain what life is like in "limbo".) (I sure hope I covered all my own parameters! LOL)

To meet the other objects... CLICK HERE!!

Now, let me introduce you to...

Stella the Stiletto

Hi! My name is Stella & I live in a small dark room with my sister, Shelia, & other family members.

Shelia & I don't go anywhere alone. We are a pair of pink stiletto shoes!

We don't get out of our room that often, but when we do it is a blast. Well most of the time.

The last time we were out Shelia & I knew we were in for a whirlwind of a time! I could tell by the excitement of our owner as she anxiously started throwing some of our family members aside.

Finally when she uncovered us, she hugged us & put us on her feet right away.

Then we went clickity clack down the house steps. Jumped into a car & listened to some bee bopping music. Shelia was just laying there relaxing on her foot & I was being tapped with the beat of the music.

I had not clue what was in store for us.

Reaching our destination, we could hear the thump of music coming from the room we were going into.

"Hey Shelia, you better hang on tight, we're going dancing!" I told my sister.

As we walk into this loud room we kept bumping in to some of our friends. We didn't have time to even say "hi" to them.

Finally we stopped & the weight of our owner was taken off of our backs. I didn't mind it too much. For I know that when she is standing, we are being noticed by all our friends.

Shelia once again was holding on tight. I was swung from one side to the other & started swinging back & forth & tapping to the beat again.

A few minutes later we made it out to the dance floor. It was a slow song to start so we got the opportunity to meet our dates.

Frank & Fred the penny loafers. I should have known by the dull penny in their heads that they were not a couple of nice boys.

Shortly into the first dance Shelia was stepped on by Fred. Then Frank stepped on me. With that I started to squeeze our lady's foot. She stopped & kicked me up & took me off. Then it was Shelia's turn. We here hanging by her fingers for the rest of the dance. I was fine with it, because I was sore already.

We are not meant to be stepped on!! That's OUR job!

Before we were able to tell each other how much we wanted to be back home, another human bumps our lady's hand & I am sent flying.

I landed into a wall & my heal was broken almost all the way off. Before I could scream for Shelia. I could hear a faint "STELLA? STELLA?" in her voice.

All of a sudden I'm swooped up & I sighed thinking I was about to be reunited with my sister. I was wrong. I started being tossed back and forth from hand to hand.

I started to get dizzy & I could barely move. At first Shelia's voice started to get louder. Then, I was tossed back toward the wall & I could hardly hear her.

It seemed like an hour before the music stopped. I'm laying on the floor 1/2 broken & my head spinning, when I hear the click of Shelia coming closer. It just didn't sound right without my echo.

Just as I thought I was going to be left behind the familiar feel of our lady's hand picks me up & whimpers. "Aww, we'll have to fix that." Then she separates my heal from me. I tried to protest, but before I could, I am put back on our lady's foot.

Then Shelia had her heal taken off also & put back on.

We were finally standing next to each other once again & if I had arms I would have reached out & gave her a big hug.

She looked at me & said "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, all accept we've lost our heals. I don't care, though. I'm back with you. Besides we needed to be healed again!"

Before we could say much more we started back to the dance floor again. Fred & Frank were staying far away from us this time.

"Don't worry, we won't get near you. We don't want to end up like you two. We like our heals!"

Then we were placed side by side with Frank & Fred & moved very slow. After a little bit I began to like Frank. He was even funny.

The music stopped again. I thought, we were going to sit down again, but instead Fred & Frank started moving a little faster. Then we started going fast too.

I was out of breath when we finally stopped & sat down. Frank was not far this time. We hung there & was swaying back & forth together.

Shelia & Fred were so far apart I felt bad for her that she didn't get the chance to get to know him better.

Our night of dancing was over & we went click click back to the car. Not having heals really kept us quiet.

We get out & not far behind us is Frank & Fred. Shelia smiled at Fred. I smiled at Frank. Then we each were given our 1st kiss!

Just as we were getting comfy with Frank & Fred, we were walked into our house. Before the door closed we turned & said our good byes to Fred & Frank.

Then our lady took us off & carried us back up to our room. But this time instead of being buried we were put on a shelf next to a pair of cousins.

Since that night we have been healed, but we received a small wider heal. We are a pair of comfy pink shoes. No longer on the floor with other stilettos, we now live on the shelf in the dark room.

Oh, I hear our lady. The light of day has peeked through the room. Today we have been waiting for a long time. It's the day we will have our debut as small dainty shoes.

Later on, the sound of the music makes Shelia start to cry.

Before I could find out why, I saw Frank & Fred coming into view. When we finally reached them & I started to tear up too. I finally knew what was happening.

Frank gave me a nudge, I said, "I'm just like my sister, I always cry at weddings!"