We keep lots of things behind locks. Imagine a character who keeps personal and quirky things behind imaginary locks, like the fact that they love to wear mismatched socks but because they are worried about other people's opinions, they only wear mismatched socks in the comfort of their own home. Write a poem or story about this character. Do they keep their mismatched socks to themselves or do they have an epiphany that the world would be a more beautiful and colorful place if they shared their quirks with everyone? [Photo by Georg Bommeli on Unsplash]