Someone threw it out. Drove out of town to avoid suspicious eyes and left it on the side of the road. Not really a surprise that no one picked it up. Everyone has new, flat screen televisions nowadays anyway. This old CRT, a battered bulky box with a dark grey screen wasn’t really worth hoisting up into the boot. On the side of the road it stayed.
People noticed it for sure, but they didn’t take it. All sorts of messages were scribbled or scratched into the plastic. Most of it obscenities, some of them in other languages. The screen had to be kicked in at some point. Break all the glass, expose the out of date technology inside the body.
Soon enough, it was moved further away from the road by some kind soul, spilling some sharp triangles of glass and broken metal. Into the bushes, where it would stay. Animals tried to nest inside it, but that was a bit dangerous, considering all the pointy bits. Plants grew into it until they eventually grew out of the screen, ivy leaking over the edges. Nature can be more accepting that people.
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