Your guardian angel.

You were good
Then you met your guardian angel, he told you that to call him, say "1,2,3,"
You talked about trifles like you were feeling bad and sad to help the cat, you were bored, then when you were walking alone he was not there, you called him, called him
You called so persistently, but he didn't come.

Two days passed, you called him, called him, but he wasn't there. You thought that you had pissed him off and that he wouldn't come again.
Well, then you went out for a walk in the evening and didn't notice how dark it got, you were going home.
Then a boy starts chasing you, he wants to kill you, you understand this, you go in, you accidentally walk into a dark alley and you come to a dead end, he scratches you with a knife and you fall
you started calling his guardian angel
1,2,3
1,2,3
he didn't come... the angel thought it was just some trifle again