Personal Narrative Fiction

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It was 12:00 midnight, It was dark and very silent. “OUCH!” I said rubbing my toe cap. I believe I was in a brown square box. I mean, what do they call a moving object on the road? A truck I think. I have been getting shipped all my life. They call me a shoe, also known as an Sneaker. I come in different sizes, shapes and colors. I’m from China, but the materials you will need for me are all over the world. I am made with rubber, wool and cotton. These raw materials are manufactured after they get shipped to another country. The rubber on the bottom of me is made in Vietnam and manufactured in China, which becomes manufactured rubber. Also the wool they put inside of me is made in Australia and manufactured to yarn in

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