This is just a dream

            I snapped my eyes wide open as I hear my Snoopy alarm ring. i realized it was already 7:30. Looking around, I knew I slept a long time, but why does my eyes hurt? I gazed around my room and noticed my toys around me, the paper planes I made with my doting dad, and at mr. buckles my favorite bear I have  gotten last year. everything was perfect. Then I heard moms mellow voice calling for breakfast. I knew we would have pancakes again so I quickly got up, but as I did I felt this stabbing pain on my back and head and i thought of it strange. But the pancakes wonderful aroma brought me back and I sauntered to the kitchen for breakfast. "Good morning child, how was your night " she always says, and I always reply back " nightmares again mommy" she gave me that look again, that worried look that shows she cares. She always tried to reasure me by saying nothings going to change, me and daddy will always be there for you. That always made me feel better, but why i feel stabbing pain again? this time in my heart. I dont know what it is but its always there. I thought why the pain? nothings going to change right? My dad then came back and pulled me away from my thoughts and give me a big bear hug while teasing me I look bigger and older even though i never changed, feels like I will be 10 forever. I then went up to take a shower in my bathroom. Im so glad mommy bought me my snoopy baths set. No one in the world would ever want anything better I always thought. I looked in the mirror, and I smiled thinking about my family when I noticed a few of my teeth were missing. what happened? must be my milk tooths. I should tell daddy later, he will be proud that im growing up. I went in the bath and run the shower and sang a happy tune but I quickly stopped and looked at my feet with dread and fear where all the water runs down the rain. I swear I can see blood but I knew I wasnt hurt. What was it? After finishing shower, I spend the whole day with mommy and daddy going to the park eating ice cones and then we went to the mall and went shopping. As we passed through the stores, I noticed the shop for womens shoes. For some unexplained  reasons, I felt a small whimper coming from my lips and another stabbing pain in my chest. Mom smiled and tried to go in saying she might need a new pair but I knew better. I could smell death inside that smelled so close to me. I pulled and pushed her away from the store crying and begging but she was oblivious of my pleas and kept walking toward the glittering pink shoes on display. But what could i do? I felt another sharp pain on the side of my ribs that was so intense i felt my world go into a black hole slowly shutting my eyes out. Then suddenly, I woke up. I snapp awake by the alarm clock. It wasnt snoopy alarm clock this time but the factory's building morning sirene. I opened my eyes and saw the smoky haze in the grey dirty ceilings. where was i? its hot and humid and i was sweating profusely and the smell was unbearable. i want to go home i cried. i just wanted to see mom and dad but as i did, a big man with a stick came over my bed which now a straw mat that was replaced from my snoopy pillows and comforters. To my horror, he boxed me in the ears and screamed, "wake up you piece of dirt! your dad didnt sell you to me so i can babysit you! get to work and no food till your night shifts are over" he walked away to another patch of worned out looking kids, all forlorn recieving the same treatment i did. This was wrong, i knew it. where was my fantastic life? where are my loving parents? Dad will never sell me to this horrible place, would he? then it strucked my mind. this IS my life, this IS my reality, and I am living my own nightmare making pink shoes 20 hours a day with only food twice a day, if lucky enough. I was dreaming a fantasy of what life I should deserve and I knew that the shoe shop mom wanted to visit smelled like death, it was my own.







Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, a goup of teenage girls are gigling and walked in a shoe shop. They laugh as theyy chat about their homecoming dance,and how a life would be so much better moving away from home. they look at a pair of pink shoes and after careful check, one girl exclaims, im never gonna wear those shoes. their made from Indonesia for petes sake! who would wear this cheap shoes anyway? they walked away still giggling and chatting and left behind a pair of pink shoses that caused a hopeful dreaming boys life a meaningless death.