This morning, I got dressed quickly but noticed something funny—one of my socks was missing!
I looked under the bed, behind the door, and even inside my shoes, but it was nowhere to be found.
I imagined my sock had gone on a secret adventure, maybe hiding with the dust bunnies.
Mom laughed when she saw me searching and helped me check the laundry basket.
Finally, we found the missing sock tangled with my shirt, safe and sound.
I put it on happily, feeling like a detective who solved the great sock mystery.
From now on, I promised to keep my socks together and watch for sneaky little escapes.
Losing a sock can be silly, but finding it feels like a small, funny victory!