There they are... In my reach... Almost in my possession... The Jordan Retro Omegas.
They don't even look like my size though. Omg! They are my size. Is God giving
me a gift from heaven? If so, I promise to go to church with grandma every Sunday. I
know whoever lost these shoes is really upset, but to teach them a lesson about losing
their belongings, I will take them. It's only fair right? No, I will keep them until the
owner reports them missing and I will give them back. I really want to be selfish, but
what if those were my Jordan Retro Omegas that were missing? What would I want that
person to do with my shoes? But these are not my lost shoes. Finders keepers has
always been the rule. That's probably what thieves say before they go to jail. I can go
to juvenile detention for stealing. It would go on my permanent record and I wouldn't
be trusted anywhere. My life would be ruined! Wait... What's that? Did someone just
come in the locker room?
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