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Pureza was a plus-size, curvy Latina woman living alone in a small apartment in the city. She was a fun-loving free spirit, always looking for new adventures. Her boyfriend Javier was a scrawny skinny guy, but Pureza loved him anyway.

One day, while browsing online, Pureza stumbled upon an amazing app that promised to let her shrink anything or anyone down to the size of a bug. Intrigued, she downloaded it and paid the hefty fee, eager to test it out.

That night, Pureza waited until Javier was fast asleep before quietly tiptoeing over to him with her phone. She held it over his slumbering form and pressed the button to activate the shrink ray. A bright beam of light illuminated Javier's body and he started shrinking down at an alarming rate, his form blurring and warping until he was the size of a fly. Pureza scooped up the miniaturized Javier and placed him on her nightstand.

The next morning, Pureza woke up and got ready for work, sliding her feet into her tall stiletto heels. She strode across the bedroom floor, enjoying the satisfying click-click-click of her high heels on the hardwood.

Suddenly, Pureza felt a sickening crunch under her foot. She froze, realizing in horror that she had just stepped on something...or someone. Peering down at the flattened remains, Pureza saw a tiny broken figure that had once been Javier, now reduced to a lifeless smear on the floor.

"Oh my God, what have I done?!" Pureza cried out, tears streaming down her face. But it was too late. Thanks to her own carelessness, her beloved boyfriend was dead, crushed beneath her heel like the insignificant insect she had made him.

Pureza knew she could never confess to this unforgivable crime. Panicked, she grabbed some tissues and began frantically wiping up Javier's remains, trying to hide the evidence. But the guilt gnawed at her conscience. She knew she would have to live with this terrible secret for the rest of her life.

From that day on, Pureza was a changed woman. She could no longer bear wearing her stilettos, the ones that had betrayed her. Having heels just felt wrong now, a twisted reminder of what she had done.

Pureza vowed to never use that shrinking app again, dreading the consequences of her actions. Her boyfriend was gone, and it was all her fault. She would have to bear the burden of that knowledge alone, forevermore. The world would never know the truth of what really happened in that apartment that morning.

For Pureza, it was the end of her carefree days. The heels that had once brought her such joy now brought her only pain and regret. She had become a mute witness to her own misdeeds. The click of heels on a hard floor would haunt her for the rest of her days - the sound of her own guilt, forever echoing in her mind.