A Laundry Room Mystery”

By Jhanvi Latheesh

Detective Sam never imagined their first case would involve socks. Especially not left socks. But here we were.

The scene: a bedroom floor littered with an army of single right socks. The left socks? Gone. Vanished without a trace.

“Who would steal just left socks?” Sam muttered, adjusting their imaginary detective hat.

First suspect: The Cat. Guilty of many crimes, but today? Innocent. The cat was napping, blissfully unaware, despite a trail of right socks trailing behind.

Second suspect: Roommate. Motive? Unknown, but roommate always had weird sock habits. And an unsettling fondness for mismatched pairs.

Sam dusted for fingerprints but found only one: a suspicious smear of peanut butter. “Why peanut butter?” Sam wondered. “Is this a clue… or just a snack gone wrong?”

The tension built. The sock drawer was a mess, drawers opened, drawers closed. Sam’s trusty magnifying glass fogged up—because, honestly, it was a hot day.

Suddenly, the sock thief struck again — this time, stealing a left glove. The stakes had risen. The mystery deepened.

Sam gathered all suspects in the living room.

“Alright,” Sam announced dramatically, “Who’s behind the Sockspiracy?”

A slow voice answered: the dryer. From the corner, it hummed ominously.

“Me?” the dryer buzzed. “I just shrink things. But if you want me to confess, fine. I eat left socks. And occasionally, sanity.”

Sam sighed. “Case closed: laundry day remains the greatest unsolved mystery of all—where left socks vanish, and patience goes to die.”

By Jhanvi Latheesh