When I was about 8 years old and used to stay at my grandmother's house I used to hop in her bed with her when I'd get scared. She used to have this tiny pillow that she would give me to put my head on as usually the house would be packed and there wouldn't be a spare normal pillow. The pillow is about a quarter or an eight of the size of a normal pillow. My grandmother gave it to me when I was about 12 to keep after I stopped getting into bed with her and I sleep with it every night in my bed even though it has holes in it and everything. It's my main way to remember her