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Whenever I try to leave the house these days, my right shoelace always comes untied. No matter how many times I tie it up the night before, no matter what foot I put it on, by the next morning it’s always undone.
I live alone, so it’s not my family doing it. I stayed up late one night when I didn’t have school and sat in front of my shoes, watching them, but it was no good. As morning dawned, the shoelaces were still tied up, and relieved, I went to the toilet. When I came back, the laces were undone. Of course, only the right side.
It’s not causing me any harm, but after going on for more than a month now, it’s creeping me out. I even went to a nearby shrine to pray to the gods for help when it got particularly troublesome. They recited prayers for close to two hours for me and said everything would be fine now. It must have been stressing me out even more than I thought because that night I slept like a log.
The next morning, I walked past my shoes and saw the right shoelace untied.