In a certain small, colourful room lived Zosia. She had lots of colourful toys, a teddy bear and a big wooden wardrobe. The wardrobe stood quietly in the corner of the room, and its old door creaked when Zosia opened it. One evening, as Zosia was getting ready for bed, she heard a soft whisper. It resembled the rustling of paper. The girl looked around, but saw no one. The whisper repeated itself, this time a little louder: - Hey, Sophie! - she heard. - Can you listen to me? Zosia froze. It occurred to her that maybe it was the wind, but the window was closed. She got out of bed and walked over to the wardrobe. The creak of the hinges sounded like a greeting. To her astonishment, a soft voice came from the depths of the wardrobe: - It's me, your green jumper! I'm lying right up here, it's been a long time since you put me on. I miss my walks! Zosia's face split open in surprise. Suddenly, other voices rang out from a shelf to the side: - And I'm your yellow pyjamas! Remember when we used to watch the stars together? - Hi, that's a hat! I love your adventures in the playground! All the clothes started talking at the same time! The wardrobe suddenly became very cheerful and chatty. Zosia was delighted. She decided to find out how the objects suddenly started talking. Suddenly, from under a pile of colourful socks, a strange knocking sound came to her. Something was moving very quietly in the depths of the wardrobe. Zosia reached out her hand and moved some clothes. From behind them, a silver button that had never shone so brightly before winked at her. - 'Zosia, if you want to know my story, you have to come closer! - cried the button. The girl felt a thrill of excitement. Should she look deeper into the wardrobe? What adventure could she experience together with the talking button? Zosia held out her hand, and then....