My best buddy

NoName

When I was young, like when I was in 5th grade, I met this kid, but i cant say his name so lets call him Bob, named Bob. He was funny, nice and loyal. He was awesome even for a 5th grader. Now he would always hang out with me with all of my friends and we would always have loads of fun.

He was small, i was small, and we were known for that except i was a bit taller :D.

We would have a bunch of fun memories like having dares, like for example, I dared him to push down a bunch of chairs and say, "Aw nards!" and he did. He got in trouble but got off the hook. He came back saying, "You owe me 5 bucks!"

Then this one week, around March, Bob and my friends were hiding something...something really bad... I don't know Spanish and they were speaking to each other in Spanish and every time i asked what they are talking about, they would glare at me for a second and say, "Don't worry about it!" and continue talking in Spanish.

This got my curiosity raise up like a bunch so I asked my other friend, again I cant say so lets call him Bobby, Bobby what is going on and he wouldn't crack until they told me this fake story that I believed but I wont say, and they told me not to tell anyone. I was surprised at this story but I was like, "Is this real?" to myself.

Then the rest of the week, we made the best of our rest of the week and we ignored what is happening. Then the day came, Bob didn't come to school for the majority of the school day until the 5th grade teacher told us said, "Any of Bob's friends...say your last words..." I was confused then I realized this was the day.

We came into the hallway and saw Bob looking at the floor, playing with his zipper on his sweater, and bawling his eyes out silently. We were sharing our moments, talking, speaking about jokes, and a bunch of other stuck like that. The crew/squad us friends were in, Bob, Bobby, me, (I didn't mention these guys yet.) Johnny, John, and George and the last words each of us said was...

Johnny said, "I will miss you, man..." and he walked back into the classroom.
John said, "We had very good times together!" and did the same.
Bobby said, "It will get better, trust me..." and also walked back in.
George said, "I don't know how to say goodbye but I will miss you and treasure every moment we had!" But didn't go back into the classroom, he went to the bathroom crying.
I said, "I will always remember you, and I hope you would stay this height because it feels good that I am finally taller then someone." I chuckled but crying at the same time. "See ya, man..." and the other friends of Bob went back into the room and I went into the bathroom to stop myself from crying with George.

We were talking about like how is this happening, how will we turn out, how would HE turn out, we will miss him and we walked back into the classroom and Bob was gone.

After about a year, I saw him... on FaceBook... I friended him and we started texting each other like crazy and we were buddies again.

THE END