The red shoes.
A girl named Karen lived with her ill single mother. After her mother passed away, she was adopted by a kind old lady. The old lady gave her money to buy a new pair of black shoes.
But Karen bought a pair of luxurious red shoes instead. Karen liked her new shoes so much. She wore them to church and even to a funeral. The old lady said: That's very disrespectful. Never do that again, please.
But the next sunday, Karen wore them again to church. I don't care what anyone says. I will wear whatever I want. She said. When she was entering the church, a mysterious old soldier appeared. He tapped the shoes, whispering: Dance forever, red shoes.
At that moment, Karen's feet started dancing. She continued to dance night and day, through fields, woods and thorny bushes. Karen's legs were badly hurt and she became exhausted. Desperately, she tried to stop dancing but she couldn't.
Karen found an executioner and asked him to take her shoes off. He did so and made her a pair of wooden crutches. The red shoes disappeared, dancing down the way. She regretted her actions and went back home.
Karen never wore the red shoes again