Puffball's story: I wasn't always a puff ball; I used to be beautiful & with gorgeous curls & so very happy. I spent my days playing with my best friend boom. Our moms always told us not to get to hot playing in the sun, but we didn't listen & one day the top of boom's head caught on fire. The next thing I knew, it seemed like the whole world blew up...when I woke up I was all alone (& having a bad hair day) in a place filled with dust & nothing else. Can I find my way home? Will I ever be happy again? How does my story end?