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October 16, 2005
Michele: In His Shoes
He was knocked right out of his shoes.
I always thought it was just a saying. A person couldn’t physically be knocked out of snug, laced up shoes, right?
I really don’t remember much except a blur of motion and Chris’s pained scream.
When I opened my eyes, Chris was laying on a stretcher, his face and chest covered with someone’s I ❤NY sweatshirt. His legs and feet were uncovered and I noticed the socks. Black socks.
I found one shoe in front of the car that hit him, the other near the curb.
I took them home with me.
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