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.*
