He was nine, and he was seven. The two were at recess when
they both got in trouble. Soon they started talking then
they became friends. Scott the older one was the only one to
talk, and play with him. Clifford, and Scott were
inseparable they'd have alto fun together sometimes the fun
wasn't good, but they didn't care. The two were best
friends. Clifford looked up to Scott, and he loved Scott so
much. Then one day Clifford stopped coming to school, and
Scott wondered why. Then later on he found out, that
Clifford had moved. But he didn't know where, at the thought
of not having Clifford there to play with hurt Scott.Still
to this day Scott hasn't seen Clifford, and doesn't know w
where he is. The two were best friends, they were
inseparable.Now they are apart, and Scott still weeps inside
for his best friend.


*True Story my man lost his best friend when he was nine yrs
old the whole poem I wrote was true about how they grew up
together.*