Three, maybe four, weeks ago, it was starting to get warmer as spring approached. As it got warmer, I had no sandals to put on. My feet started to cry out because they were starting to simmer and then to boil in my sneakers in the new heat. Every day when I was to go outside my feet would wail from the heat; they would sweat because they were confined in socks and shoes all day. But, one day I finally went to a shop and bought my feet a pair of sandals. My feet cried out with joy from the relief. A few weeks after I got my sandals, the store had a big sale which was very ironic because if I had waited a little longer I could have gotten them for cheaper. Ah well.