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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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( B: M3 e! z% w& F' Y% D/ _8 v/ tI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. 5 P" m) ~0 }$ p G. l2 b3 w
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His name was Kyle. ; ^/ x5 q) [5 ~! B' u0 L
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It looked like he was carrying all of his books. 4 Q) ]! k# C+ X" N
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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." + V# S# A! Q! n* Y
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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.
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. Y7 h, s' c: |" M! G" MThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. 8 D4 G& J$ \, }5 }+ }; E
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- z4 u& C; A+ k7 EMy 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.
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9 G8 G8 d6 I: ~As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" : R9 S/ W8 ~- n. U' P
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a4 p! Q3 }' [+ o7 F1 BThere was a big smile on his face.
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. ) l* I, v( {/ I- c" K3 V
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% I% T2 M! b; _1 t ]) BI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived
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! B3 y+ d* B/ jAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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7 }% [2 u: K6 o" q6 ]He said he had gone to private school before now. 0 P, |3 m% i1 N1 l3 P
4 M; o- Y, Y7 |I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. % Y: ?# R. P) x4 M" [* ?4 @
/ t6 i. ~. F& M- qWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. ( W& v& q2 y/ _# P7 {( ]
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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# v; ^5 i C7 B/ C- FHe 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. $ v: T4 b/ U. R: N( H8 g/ \
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
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- {. Q0 A$ L8 g& gI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. / M' [, e H0 e4 r. k4 D8 l
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, M4 ]" ], `) l f* j% s) IHe was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
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I teased him all the time about being a nerd. ; B; g/ \# H5 L5 p g `
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: W0 H) {+ z% f/ L7 FI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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, \1 b6 h* ^/ {$ }+ m# C a4 @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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0 U; ~! \2 [# T' U, c- YBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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# s5 L9 a! c. W- T U2 IToday was one of those days.
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 9 C! I. Q1 O- A8 Y; r
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8 z/ W+ W( a9 d1 O# H6 [5 r$ ~"Thanks," he said. ) Y* F, S2 k8 [/ A5 C" ]$ S- v
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As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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( B1 m5 }, ~! r* ]. k, Q"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... 4 S G1 _( _" O& 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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I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. ! ^* U" A' j* b1 @3 O- \
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) r# d) R, B- |% {, FHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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, c8 e _; M* C& U" ^) A"Thankfully, I was saved.
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9 y1 f+ i5 w6 P( t+ b/ m5 rMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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9 [* f5 r4 f$ y" g1 _0 YI heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. . u c# g2 I) r3 d% J* T) L
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Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
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Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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For better or for worse.
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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