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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. % X3 X' s& m) y( m% ]
8 T6 q4 z3 E4 WHis name was Kyle. 0 c; Q2 a H8 ~0 y
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It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
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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." 7 M& m: R0 a5 N c8 ?
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- j9 @( M: b+ B- u) HI 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. : g2 @; W; b1 z0 D8 R/ ~/ G3 M; v9 i
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1 D* @ F' Y* d% q1 V$ l$ uThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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/ z5 ]) s! Z6 G ?/ DHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. 8 l8 r. [- G7 l) I5 |
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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8 t0 Q5 l2 U( B+ I: xMy 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. 3 o, I+ y9 V0 y: t
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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. & m6 a& x' X' m2 h
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They really should get lives
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}3 f6 E6 ~ S, l+ J( m/ n3 Q% T! y" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" . N& k8 R4 }5 @
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) g0 H8 C i p# O/ ~There was a big smile on his face.
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6 e# v; O5 |3 R6 C8 [, p* wIt was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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5 S0 {. i; n! v* ]4 @I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived ! k S" m; m7 V, k; C5 Z
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9 B) t5 n% K( ^# p. k2 uAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. * i; E6 e! p2 d4 e
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He said he had gone to private school before now. $ V$ V/ \# S4 K3 ~+ B' Y
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. & Z! M. v' H' y& v
/ z% r9 l& y" w5 ~8 O m8 o7 YWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. ! Z$ h6 k3 J' u, \% B/ f
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
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- z6 P# T+ K+ R1 {! M* KWe 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. 5 I2 U2 E( ~, O7 Z; F1 q
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4 _$ }$ m5 ^* Z& J( ]; B6 RMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. $ @& N8 x+ M1 V( K0 s; Y% J/ A
. c& |+ |: J3 I6 o; K0 h- eI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! Q @6 C# n" E# r) n
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"He just laughed and handed me half the books. - g- C# u5 i) q! e5 N9 c( }! u
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4 p# e% a/ F9 B, OOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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- C3 ^7 s/ C7 X0 J( \When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
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5 y0 N0 R1 r- B0 ?3 I/ F3 x3 ~Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I , h( f# |1 R @" O6 V
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. 5 h0 H$ u) z) }2 p: W$ H
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. - S) k% q# x3 G5 T2 E1 K) g% [
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2 a+ u! O' Q5 `Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation. 4 k& U& E r( `: [
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He looked great. ' D# N7 r' S/ x, w4 M6 h g
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4 g0 [) R# d1 VHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. ' E1 ]$ ~# G9 L# {
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3 f/ z; e- S2 z y( VHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. ) f1 f) {+ |+ m
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
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Today was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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: G; C) t5 ^0 z# N/ FSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" 2 y5 G# { J* c9 K8 x* d
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 4 o7 a* b+ i. ?; F7 j5 P+ b9 C
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$ x, B* O w5 p! D5 V7 V& L"Thanks," he said. 0 p0 h# D r6 A' a( H
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- p$ I: J1 Z: ]6 W) w"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... 7 E3 x6 h# V/ Y" N' \5 f& B, V
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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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8 U7 } \: J4 SI am going to tell you a story." " T& h# K1 o' G* F: t! E
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; f( o/ G+ \9 }He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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He 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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8 ?: O6 E7 P% o0 I: ^' xHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. : p- E* K8 Y; [' O. [6 ^9 e
9 E! ^: h" V: z8 ~# Q. U' j"Thankfully, I was saved.
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. ! W8 ], m K2 G% f ?2 g; p5 A
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I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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4 S2 I) |# U5 z# C1 ~Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
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Never underestimate the power of your actions. 1 B0 i. V3 J7 P1 z+ a, S
9 f4 [. G7 R( E% P" U3 l; f8 z7 TWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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2 P7 E$ Z: H9 O5 {0 zFor better or for worse. $ P$ |% f( H: f2 o: J5 K5 \
5 i+ O1 h8 v& Q. D/ O+ gGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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