My beloved grandmother gave me a chest. I looked at her confused, but she told me to open it. Creak, I opened the chest. I saw a rag doll with a sparkle in her eye. She was next to a blanket with stripes. There were bite marks around the edge. After that, I saw a bottle. It was a baby bottle. My grandmother looked at me with glee on her face. I loved to see that, so I smiled back.