A touching story! U must read!!!

celinedeng

This is really a great story!!



One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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1 S- w' g3 y0 l* PI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.

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It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
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8 |( ]5 w$ Z6 |7 f* dI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

He must really be a nerd."

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+ F# h& l) _8 d3 c9 d8 QI 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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% _6 a/ D" u! w0 w, g, p5 uAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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9 f  s  H+ Y* wThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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* |. q  G# B$ Q$ T' GHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.
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& o4 A0 j  e# X. VHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes

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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.

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" O0 R1 }* ^# L! c7 ?7 oAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives
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+ d' b; J! R. \' o8 z" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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* E: U9 b) {  w$ Z3 i& n; ?2 L  iThere was a big smile on his face.
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' m# k8 A8 e7 e) RIt 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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/ _/ T4 p' Y( `He said he had gone to private school before now.
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

: Z- M& L$ z) x8 P2 e# iWe 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.

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5 t8 a  D2 B" n3 U' fI 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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. i# [4 T5 O/ h/ z9 A# {, uMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!


4 I7 `- J; I9 r"He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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4 h/ R* S0 B/ _3 LOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
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, H% e2 d- h( c8 z8 mKyle 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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4 i: T- A/ x" J6 m5 I4 MHe was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.

I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.


1 x- H' w: B8 H/ o& @# }I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak


: W" R- U2 E; H! C8 z* y. a: fGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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He looked great.
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/ Y9 L: M/ S1 b$ }He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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0 H& I$ D1 Z# Z3 IHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.


. h6 U4 U7 p# S( w3 O' w- E9 ZHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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& A/ g" ?% a' LBoy, sometimes I was jealous.


* G+ q; t4 S2 Q& M* sToday was one of those days.

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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"

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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.
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3 X2 w; E  j! h5 i" CAs he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began



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6 {( Z+ |+ J/ V/ n! p2 J"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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/ m7 p/ f0 `% i: z4 T  jI 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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6 u3 T2 ~! }5 n& OI am going to tell you a story."


+ d: a' `$ p: h- o* k. C& EI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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% e% D5 O# Q3 n- HHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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, p% R; z# B7 B3 h9 VHe 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.


5 f. C  c6 i, ~) {: MHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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# y  d/ U! T! @, q/ i/ m+ B"Thankfully, I was saved.
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2 H: K3 s# B4 {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.
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I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.

Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

For better or for worse.
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卖啃吸

what a guy, he has kept his secret through his high school life?

fcyfcy1

A nice guy...but the story it's not so touching...at least for me...
It's was only a accident... the author with his friend