A teenage girl went to the store one night to collect supplies for painting. She noticed there was a big cardboard box that are filled with little fuzz balls in display. An old shopkeeper told her a little tale about how one little fuzzy thing can help a person from anxiety, stress, and even depression. They are also protectors and bring good fortune. The girl was curious, interested, and choose to buy one pure white fuzz ball along with her painting supplies.
     Walking home from the store, she looked behind to see a group of thugs following her. She tried to run away but got caught by one of the thugs. The fuzz ball hopped out of the girl's hand and squeaks at the group. It's alive! The thugs are laughing at how pathetic the fuzzy thing was because it was so small. But then, it transformed into something bigger which caught everyone off guard. The thugs ran away, leaving the girl alone. The girl questions what just happened and what's going on. The fuzz ball was not a monster, but a new guardian.