Wondering

Alone. There the dirty, broken sofa sat there for days and days, outside the garden. Until, a little boy came and wanted to play with the beautiful leaves and his scooter, but it was too cold to go outside. He moaned and moaned but suddenly, he saw the sofa and asked his mother " Why is the sofa outside our garden?" ... the mother didn't reply. After 2 weeks the sofa got worse and worse, and it was the little boy's birthday, today he was five and wanted to know why the sofa outside still, he asked again, the mother replied.