My other shoe, or...

"You want your left shoe, ok then I want your right shoe!" said Alexa confidently. The other laughed.

"What's my advantage then?" I asked her. "That you have what you want. I thought it would be nice to let you walk around in a shoe and a bare foot. But apparently not you." she said with a pouty lip. "No indeed Alexa I don't like that. So give back my shoe."

"Hey," said Ronda, "we're going to a room with statues again. What if you get your shoe back and you play a not boring statue for us?"

The girls agreed. The boys were ****. "Guys you will like this too. For sure!" Ronda said.

I was afraid of that last addition, but I also didn't want to walk around like that so I agreed with Ronda's idea. But was that smart?

I put my shoe back on and as a group we walked towards the next room with, as Ronda said, statues again.

Ronda said, "You just stand here Amira. Strike a pose like the statues here and we will analyze you and statues."

I stood between the statues. Straight legs, slightly apart and my arms spread wide. If you didn't know any better, I was a statue from the group.