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This is really a great story!!
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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. 6 L' ^( h: u1 B! \( b3 g
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His name was Kyle. $ X4 \) h6 b" D& Y# E$ b
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O# M; E& I2 C9 A) bIt looked like he was carrying all of his books. $ E R* W4 b( Y/ k( F' w6 q
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I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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He must really be a nerd." % m4 i) ^9 k @2 w0 [' q; j7 e
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I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
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As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. 6 w+ }) S3 J2 H' W* h
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They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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+ S# q' \) n6 V/ t! Y! `His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. 5 R a, `% g3 e, M+ a7 _
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" V6 \* ]- b3 _5 m Q0 D( a4 UHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes ) d( P' M: P+ S
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. K# d' A- O" D' _My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. / r5 @: s2 w1 n
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5 ^2 Z% C4 a" e8 K( J+ I+ oAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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: b: ]/ B# ~3 A+ TThey really should get lives
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8 }3 W5 D( I: i* l& U: G" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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There was a big smile on his face.
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- T/ `8 s2 Q( H9 V: wIt was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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J0 t" U7 {. }9 _# DI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived
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% i2 M R; O% B) wAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. 8 @% P: X3 S( `$ C
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He said he had gone to private school before now. ! \+ O5 M: [2 `2 y7 K l9 E* [, ~
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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: O+ o% ]+ E7 y+ Z" |& jWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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: c: I; M) z" ]! h0 H- sHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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. c& q0 h* g# S' \) M5 n9 n8 OI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
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5 {0 s$ x$ G8 G: [& Z- E# v1 P* i! `He said yes.
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We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
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I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
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"He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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* A2 ^0 a8 `8 ?- ]Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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6 f0 T6 Z0 Z3 g& @4 V! fWhen we were seniors, we began to think about college. 3 {( O# T5 [/ v Y
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
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i( f0 m6 p! {0 O' B I" I/ q. EHe was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. # F0 J5 h% F2 u& p$ S
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5 ?& Z2 w: ~0 c. E* t( H/ uKyle was valedictorian of our class.
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" }5 r# P, g3 [& ?2 W) C# @I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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" D r, G4 B8 m$ [) n/ w! M4 sGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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+ i. R4 j; s# v8 XHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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. K$ F' `$ P* [! N0 \ pHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
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Today was one of those days.
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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3 a& U& p) Z5 C% T$ q"Thanks," he said.
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"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. ( L( W& ~2 @/ y8 i# r
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I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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. t3 X' C' G4 HI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. . ^; E4 t/ A! }( N
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He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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+ J( n. ?5 K& C2 N2 f! U0 nHe talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
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6 n' S! J3 u$ `8 Y; K; h1 f) W"Thankfully, I was saved.
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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5 D8 L/ a* `" j" F EI heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
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I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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& \. m6 p h; p8 S1 @Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
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1 G* w5 B7 N$ l6 JNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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4 k/ T4 m2 `# _3 t% z' G3 b4 GWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.
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