Sandi’s Handbag

Sandi opened her bedroom door with grief. She had taken a while to get to her bedroom door, having taken fifteen minutes to drag herself up the small staircase. She tumbled through the door and into the enormous space. Days like this reminded her how big her house was, and how she still felt alone. Of course, when she was at school with the fashion club she felt different, but on days when she has a runny nose, it would come to this. The floor became wider and objects around the room felt like they were miles apart from each other.


Sandi’s long legs hopped around the carpet, though still struggled in the journey around her room. Something had got stuck in her shoe; dragging her down onto the busy carpet below. She face had barely avoided a cactus plant. She was face to face with it. At last. The shoes.


The young girl kicked her legs up and backed herself into the middle of the room, her white painted nails hiding her eyes.


“I’m sorry.”


The girls body became still, as if she felt the sneakers were watching her. Judging her. Sandi hope they weren’t. She hoped they weren’t smiling at her either, as if they didn’t catch on to what was about to happen. The girl looked out of her fingers at the shoes facing her. Slowly her fingers detached from her face and slowly made their way to the fuzz of the pink carpet. After a while, Sandi had the courage to push herself up, her Rolex and cute silver jewellery rattling on her wrists as she balanced her bare feet in the abyss of the room.


She made a step. Uh Good. She made a few more and felt her bell bottoms wrapping around the soles of her feet. The folds and creases of her clothing felt like they were trying to freeze her body like a cocoon trying to trap a butterfly. The girl said the phrase again, but this time quietly and to herself.


“I’m sorry.”


She was now face to face with the sneakers.


“What would Tiffany, or Stacy, or.. Quinn, say about you guys. I’m.. sorry, okay? The season’s gone, okay?”


Sandi let out a scream as she grabbed on to the laces and swung the pair out of her tall open window.

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