No one's POV

A fight was taking place between two guys. They were using guns.
They were "alone" on a callejón between two old buildings, but they didn't though and see that a little boy was walking by. One man shot the gun and the bullet hit that little boy.
The other man walked through him "what have you done?" He asked angry to the one who had shot.
He sit next to the boy and stare right into the blue eyes of the little boy and remove the golden hair from his face. "I'm fine, but you should not fight like this, you could kill yourself" the little boy said with a weak voice. The man who had shot the gun stand up and left the place running.

"What were you doing here?" The man asked ignoring the other.

"I had been always here, I had been always with you" the little kid said smiling.

"What? Why?" He asked a bit scared "I've never saw you"

"No you hadn't, but I have always being with you to protect you, if you were alone, that bullet would already hit you"

Without saying a word, he stands up with the little kid on his arms.

"I'll take you to the hospital"

"I'm okay"

"No you aren't, can't you hear your weak and low voice?" He asked worried.

"I'm okay" he said trying to get down to the floor.

He let him in the floor as the kid firmly stand.

"How are you okay even though you get hurt with a bullet?" He asked amazed.

The little kid just smile as another lost bullet hit him. The man now really scared, took the kid on his arms again.

"Don't worry, I'm okay, I will still be with you, I'll be so near you that you could hear my voice, but you wouldn't be able to see me, no one will be able to see me"

My POV

The alarm sound, 6:30, time to wake up. I sit down on my bed still asleep and before turning it off the little kid said on my mind.
"Don't worry, I'll turn it off for you"
The alarm stop as I completely wake up.
"Was it real?" I asked confused and amazed while rubbing my eyes.