Over the weekend my family and I went on vacation. When we came back home we saw someone had broken into our house and taken everything from our couches to our toilet paper. Something they left though was my t-shirt from when I visited my older brother at college at Mizzou. While my parents were on the phone with the police I examined the shirt and tried to think of all of the reasons the burglars would leave that particular shirt. They could of dropped on their way out and were in too big of a hurry to pick it up or they left it their on purpose. Then it hit me: it was a clue. That one shirt would help me figure out who broke into our house and it would be the key to getting our stuff back. When I tried to tell the police officer, who came to my house, what my theory was she didn't believe me. I guess this is mystery is my responsibility.
