Secret Society of Socks

By Taashvi Suri

Wearied after a prolonged 6-hour road trip to Oregon and back to their adored home city Seattle, the Rao family could care less about being organized, as soon as they returned home, they parked their car into the garage took off their shoes and the always neglected by everyone smelly socks and tossed them there in the garage right before they entered their house however out of the entire Rao family was one extremely responsible child, maybe a bit too responsible for his age, Siddharth Rao a young 6 year old imaginative , unique, reliable , benevolent and mindful boy. He was always the organized one, the kind that will fold your clothes and keep them in the closet if you throw them on your bedroom floor and leave it at that. However luckily in this household everyone folds their own clothes but something they overlook are socks. Socks are very dear to Siddharth, they’re probably his favorite article of clothing. Why may you ask? I get it socks are a peculiar thing to like but like I said he’s unique, he always thinks on the bright side of things and tries to think about how something may benefit him. He is into soccer, hockey and volleyball so socks essentially keep his feet clean and away from nasty fungus, not to mention they keep him warm during winters he could probably give a hundred reasons for why he likes socks. He adores making his socks into adorable puppets by putting them on his hands and lightly tapping his four fingers to his thumb as if the socks are speaking something and talk to them and play with them. His boring older brother Sameer constantly teases him for his liking for socks. Speedily the three of them stepped into their house yet Siddharth was still outside collecting everyone’s socks and pairing them up with the right piece to go put into the washing machine and then carefully arrange them into everyone’s wardrobes, that night before everyone slept Sameer was being mean to Siddharth for his liking for socks. Obviously, Siddharth wasn’t affected because he’s used to it by now. 

“Oh, how I wish people would understand my gratefulness and love for socks and how they’re actually useful and also very fun to play with. It would be so cool if they could speak up for themselves.” 

he whispered ending with a sigh and slowly closed his almond-brown beady eyes. The next morning, Siddharth woke up to some murmuring coming from his wardrobe. Confused, he got up with his curly black hair all messed up and his eyes half shut and opened the closet that’s when the whole neighborhood heard a scream!

“AHHHHH! What do you want!? Get away from me”

“Sid are you okay!?” His brother questioned 

Siddharth immediately shut the closet

“Yeah, I’m great, I just thought I saw a uhm- Cockroach!” he explained or rather lied with an awkward smile.

“Okay, I thought you like broke your brain or something.”

“Ha-ha very funny Sameer.” He said sarcastically 

As soon as Sameer walked out of the room Siddharth opened his closet once again and gulped his saliva nervously.

“Hey Siddharth! We’re your favorite buddies! We’re your SOCKS!” screamed the colorful socks

“Okay how on earth are you talking and how can you see me and- “

“Siddharth I’m going to have to stop you right there. I know you have a bunch of questions and you’re confused but we’ll talk about this some other day. You made a wish and we’re here to help you fulfill it!” exclaimed the fuchsia pink one chirpily

“Say what now!? Wait wait wait, you heard me?”

“YES, WE DID” Yelled the group of socks

They all had a chat for a while and Siddharth cleared up all his doubts. And with a clear mind they started. They had one aim which was to spread love for socks as much as they can. So, they got to it. First Siddharth asked his brother how to make an Instagram account and Sameer was pretty confused, but he didn’t really care so he just told him the steps and Siddharth and his secret sock society officially made an account to spread sock love all around the world. They would share pep talks, interactive reels and give one reason every day on their account for why socks are useful and shouldn’t be disregarded. They gained quite a following and all of it was the result of their hard work moving around from one room to another following Siddharth and don’t forget about running from washing machine to the dryer and back to the closet. Soon enough after a couple of months when the secret society which was not really a secret anymore and they gained a huge following and people recognized the socks Siddharth wore everywhere outside and they asked him if they could take a pic with his socks. Weird, isn’t it? Anyway, people finally did start respecting socks and treated them as well as they treated all their other clothes. So, the aim was achieved. However, quite some time had passed by, and Siddharth grew a bit older and so did the socks, and the whole team made it pretty big! They even made it the news channel where the socks with Siddharth made a speech. However all good things come to an end.One fine day when Siddharth came from school he sprinted to his wardrobe to say hello to his sock friends but to his surprise they weren’t there.

He yelled furiously 

“MOM WHERE ARE MY SOCKSSSS!!” 

She race-walks to Siddharth and said “oh I donated them.”

“You did what!?”

“Yeah, they got holes in them honey I’m guessing you didn’t realize and after all you’ve been wearing them since you were six and you’re eight now.” she said disappointed.

“MOM they were my favorite socks!!” he said crankily

“Well, I’m sorry I can’t do much sweetheart how about we go get new ones.”

“He makes a wish oh dear socks wherever you are whoever you are with I hope you’ll like them, and they’ll like you and I will never ever forget you.” A tear rolled down his cheek.

“But I wonder who you end up with.”

By Taashvi Suri