The old toys in the house were taken out from the cardboard boxes in the attic, and they all carry their own distant memories. But not the stuffed ugly monster. He was a newborn. He only vaguely remembered a pair of gentle hands sewing him stitch by stitch. He felt that he was different from other toys, but he didn't know what the difference was.
The stuffed ugly monster remembered that when he first saw the little girl, she viciously threw her to the floor. He seemed to be able to feel her anger and sadness. Regardless of the objections of other toys, he embarked on an adventure to help the girl...
"What is she doing?"
"Humans call it sleep."
"Don't we need it?"
"Of course, we are toys, and toys can't get sleepy."
"What is love?"
"Those are stupid human emotions. We toys don't need these things."
"Do toys cry?"
"We have no tears."
"But our hearts will be broken by sorrow," said another.
Purpose: love and hope