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This is really a great story!!
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/ m- b5 q7 ~# qOne day, when I was a freshman in high school, , h2 w7 P! H3 e$ o( g
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
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! d' ]3 D2 Y2 N. v) fHis name was Kyle. # H1 T& u4 V, U F
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% T3 i# l7 Z% x6 |* ?) g3 j4 oIt looked like he was carrying all of his books. ! k( O; f1 [. ~: h- P c- q
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I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? 4 b4 q2 V U# X2 [# K* z( S
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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. : E; ]/ q/ T3 M& x! U) k8 K
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As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. * y9 P& e% ?- M3 Z- U. \
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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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2 j2 ?/ E" k4 Q+ Q- QHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. * B, D* I# @; z' `$ E
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0 b' `& \4 S. ^0 fHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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5 O y a0 H( cMy 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. 4 _8 O+ i3 a8 \* C' v& u
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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" : b& L2 h' d: t( J
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There was a big smile on his face.
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived
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As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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He said he had gone to private school before now.
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We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. ( A z/ Q: v" `) h
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* ]& r+ h2 A6 b& vI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
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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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Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. n1 M' U& c! N
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"He just laughed and handed me half the books. 9 D% a: m) [* a4 j( w/ S5 c
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. H6 P3 s* v( P% D) \+ O2 C8 [
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! P5 ]* L& ?* T2 BWhen we were seniors, we began to think about college. * y* y& }0 x# m r! h% l8 y. u5 w7 K8 A
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. 4 J, T3 R" P7 ~* ?" E
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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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* C/ Q/ ?9 K0 U' O) Y7 sI teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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/ q: Q% K9 Z1 Q# WHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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( v% F2 A0 e$ pI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak 2 d9 X; W' i' [; e; W2 K7 j
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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He looked great.
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He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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, P/ Y% j; ~, H: XHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous. $ j3 f& s7 ?) s+ S/ D/ q
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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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"Thanks," he said. $ t2 C6 @- |4 x1 |) o
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, I/ I$ s( k' |As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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0 u+ O! q9 v, V6 m"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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7 y0 N: W4 [* ZI 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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. P; l1 ~; j$ v1 o1 A+ @4 eI am going to tell you a story."
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I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. , L( }; Z4 ? B* h2 q6 A- w
. L- e, j, I' o- bHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend. 8 o- j$ T" O* R% G# l& G( J
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3 r, I! y* o- x5 g: |$ eHe 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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$ d. H: c5 K$ d$ Y+ k9 _% dHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. $ T: [ i h' H4 Z4 F# l
' }# X( r! W) C# c- w"Thankfully, I was saved. 0 E' J+ g2 N' q2 b& d+ o7 b
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! k$ }# d- Z) h7 @3 DMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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7 s% Q9 A" g3 F* cI heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
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* z( @+ R6 u9 `1 {6 rI saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
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$ o& u) R- i0 a4 @Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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% l w+ W: j6 w" ^( d- [With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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