I came across it while sorting through my grandmother’s belongings, and no matter how long I stared at it, I couldn’t figure out what it was meant to do…

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## **I Came Across It While Sorting Through My Grandmother’s Belongings—and I Still Don’t Know What It Was Meant to Do**

It was one of those quiet afternoons when time feels suspended. The kind of day that makes you feel like you could sift through decades of memories and somehow still be unprepared for what you might find. I was helping my family sort through my grandmother’s belongings after her passing—a task I had anticipated would be emotional, but never surreal.

Boxes stacked high, shelves lined with dust-laden trinkets, drawers packed with letters, photographs, and the odd souvenir from decades gone by. Each object seemed to whisper its own story, but nothing could have prepared me for the small, enigmatic item I came across.

I still remember the moment I pulled it from a drawer.

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### **The First Encounter**
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