Its been there since as long as I could remember, the rusty old chair. When my family first moved in to the old slowly rotting away apartments. I saw it when I was carrying my stuff to our old yet new apartment. It was just sitting there in the field with highly overgrown grass. It had some papers sitting on top of the chair. When the children were playing outside no one dared go near the chair. I wondered why no one went near the chair. I asked the children why they didn’t go near the chair but all they did was look of me crazily and walk away. One day I did the unthinkable, I walked over to the chair and picked up the papers. The last thing I heard was Noooo!