(You have been a very famous singer for almost 3 years now, and you had a bodyguard with you ever since. He never leaves your side.)

It was late at night and we were just about to leave the Grammy’s. Suddenly, I spot many fans and paparazzi rushing towards you, trying to get a picture with you while pulling your arm or your hair.

“Stay back!” I yell at you as I step in front of the fans. “Get in the car, now.” I say with a serious tone.