My Protector 8 (SandyxReader)
Days went by and years came and went. It had been at least four years and things have became somewhat better. Every now and then your brother Joni did leave you, but you weren't bothered much by it---now that you were twelve years old (soon to be thirteen). As long you are with your protector Sandy, you didn't feel as lonely anymore.
Sandy was nestled in your arms as you softly stroked his hair, humming a familiar melody your brother once sang to you. You were not the only one that grew--Sandy has grown up as well. And because of that he had to sleep a little more; the image of the full moon that Sandy talked about was his answer. You did not know what it meant, but you did respect your friend's wish regardless.
"Thanks for being with me Sandy," You whispered to the sleeping sandman. "It means so much to me that you are here."
"You do realize he will eventually leave you."
You suddenly froze when you heard a smooth voice drifting