There was David, playing with his airplane, which was his favorite toy, running everywhere letting his imagination fly, exploring a whole universe; even though he was tired, as big drops of sweat were falling on his face and the airplane was dirty, he kept waving his hand and going everywhere.

He stopped when he heard the raised voice of his mother at a considerable distance, noticing that she was fighting with his father, again they were arguing and the look of the little boy changed completely, as if the happiness he radiated a short time ago, had been carried away by the wind. His parents were already arguing, even though he was looking for a way to distract himself, this was affecting him little by little, his parents were not well and, therefore, neither was he, he was afraid and had sleep problems, his dark circles under his eyes began to be pronounced.

At that moment, a strong wind passes, slightly lifting the hand that was holding the plane, there he realized that, just as the plane flies, he can also do it one day, forgetting the scene he just witnessed and returning to run through that vast garden. After a while, his parents separated, his mother looked for help and with that, things started to get better and little David kept his precious airplane until now, because for him, this simple toy became a valuable companion when his days were dark.