[ WP ] You are an actor , hired by parents to pretend to be a troubled boy 's imaginary friend .

I remember the day she called me, a mother of a little boy looking to help her son deal with things and give him something she felt he needed. She had told me that her son was sick, from what she explained I gathered he was n't doing very well at all. She had offered me a small sum of 50 dollars a day just to follow him around all day, sit with him, play with him, be the person that the little boy saw and wanted everyone else to see. 
 The day I introduced myself as the invisible friend his mother described to me was absolutely wonderful. I remember how his face had lit up, grabbing my arm and pulling me to play with him instantly. That was what my life had become, I was this character he had made up, Nara. I played with him, told him stories about my land far far away and all the magical creatures there, allowed him to tell me more about myself. This little boy became my world practically. I was his ticket to extra ice cream for dessert, his friend on an exceptionally hard day for him, the person he whispered about how his doctors were big meanie faces and liked to poke him. 
 I remember one night in particular we were at the hospital for a week or two because he had gotten really sick all of a sudden, and I was there, sitting by his side as usual. He looked up at me with these big, tired green eyes and asked me if I was able to get a wishing fairy for him. These were creatures that he had told me about, they granted a wish for whoever could convince them they deserved it. I, of course being curious, asked why he would want one of those because we had both agreed they were pretty mean. 
 `` I want one so I can wish for mommy to be happy.'' He said quietly. `` She's sad, she looks sad all the time, it's because I'm leaving soon is n't it?'' 
 My curiosity had immediately turned to shock. `` No, no you're not going anywhere.'' I assured him. 
 `` I know I'm leaving soon. I'm going to where you and everything else lives! I'll get a wishing fairy then I guess, only if you promise to help me catch one.'' He exclaimed, his mischievous little grin that I had grown familiar to nearly brought me to tears. 
 I nodded in silence, smiling at him and petting his hair, telling wonderful stories about the places we would go and the things we would see together. We laughed and played, and I sang him to sleep. I remember him falling asleep with a smile on his face, he had looked happier than I had seen him in a while. I fell asleep right next to him, holding his little hand in my grown one, protecting him from something I probably could n't. 
 I was awaken by beeping and people rushing everywhere. His mom was crying, I was crying and holding her, and we watched as they tried to bring the life back into his little fragile body. 
 He died with a grin on his face. The last thing he ever told me was that I was the best friend anyone in the universe ever had.
