The Case of the Missing Lunchbox…
Daisy loved solving mysteries. Ever since she was little, she had a sharp eye for spotting things that didn’t seem right. If something was lost, she found it. If someone was confused, she helped them figure things out. That’s why her friends at school called her “Detective Daisy.”
Daisy had curly brown hair that bounced when she walked, bright green eyes full of curiosity, and a small freckle on her nose. She lived in a cheerful yellow house with a big oak tree in the front yard. Her room was filled with books, puzzles, and a special shelf where she kept her detective tools—a magnifying glass, a notebook, and a little flashlight her grandpa had given her.
She lived with her mom, dad, and her little brother, Tommy, who always wanted to help with her detective work but usually ended up making a mess. Daisy didn’t mind, though. She loved a good challenge, and solving mysteries was her favorite thing to do.
One bright and sunny morning, Daisy arrived at Maplewood Elementary School, ready for another exciting day. She loved mornings—the fresh air, the sound of birds chirping, and the excitement of a new day. But today, something felt different. As she walked into the classroom, she saw her friend Emily looking upset.
“What’s wrong, Emily?” Daisy asked, putting her backpack down.
“My lunchbox is gone!” Emily said with wide eyes. “I put it in my cubby this morning, but now it’s not there!”
Daisy’s detective instincts kicked in. A missing lunchbox? This was a case she had to solve! She grabbed her notebook and flipped to a fresh page. “Don’t worry, Emily. Detective Daisy is on the case!”
Emily smiled a little, but she still looked worried. “I really hope we find it. My mom packed my favorite sandwich today.”
Daisy nodded. “First, let’s gather some clues. When did you last see your lunchbox?”
“This morning, right before recess,” Emily said. “I put it in my cubby like always.”
Daisy wrote it down. Then she looked around the classroom. There were lots of cubbies, and some kids were still putting their things away. Could someone have taken it by accident? Or was there another clue hiding nearby?
Daisy needed more information. She turned to Daniel, who sat near the cubbies. “Did you see anything strange near Emily’s cubby this morning?”
Daniel thought for a moment. “Well, I saw Max looking for something in his cubby before recess. He was in a hurry.”
Daisy made a note. Maybe Max knew something! She hurried over to him. “Hey, Max, did you see Emily’s lunchbox this morning?”
Max looked surprised. “Emily’s lunchbox? No, but I did drop my pencil case, and some stuff fell out. Maybe I knocked something over by mistake.”
Daisy’s mind raced. If Max had bumped something, maybe Emily’s lunchbox had fallen too! She checked the bottom of the cubbies. And there, half-hidden behind a backpack, was a bright blue lunchbox.
“I found it!” Daisy cheered, holding up the lunchbox.
Emily clapped her hands. “Thank you, Daisy! You really are the best detective!”
Daisy grinned. Another mystery solved. But she had a feeling there would be more cases to crack very soon!
