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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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His name was Kyle.
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- o2 P/ ?9 r/ V( fIt looked like he was carrying all of his
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$ q1 p; p5 g! q3 z; u7 eI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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/ E! |, u0 q) p& v2 a" F5 sHe must really be a nerd."
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1 q6 k5 E9 ^) @$ @4 \, i; n: EI had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.

They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.

* a# s: J( z9 x+ y+ o  T( y' DHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.
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0 u% q% \4 V% \He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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. x3 [- m& b) ^/ rMy 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.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.

They really should get lives.
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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! k! q9 Q+ Q( HThere 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.

As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.

% e% d& g# J, ?& U! e! aHe said he had gone to private school before now.

8 Z* t! P8 m% ]1 T6 Z6 LI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

  X2 Y6 V  t  |" q. Q/ ]. mWe 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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8 _6 \. J$ s" T3 y, k: UI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.

/ e+ f; W: D5 B+ }/ `. ^: l+ QHe 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.

6 X, l7 ]0 s# z; X6 i& s6 E( ~Monday 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!
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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+ n! q. m' H6 FWhen we were seniors, we began to think
About college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
Was going to Duke.
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.

He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

4 ^* }) e9 }- q% @Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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3 P# }) c  w6 |I teased him all the time about being a nerd.

He had to prepare a speech for graduation.

I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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" H6 S) r% w/ B: W+ wGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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8 u9 d/ z, z; [; ?He looked great.

# ]1 e' `2 b7 c. B7 R, `He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.

. h6 Q& F, R# ]He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.

He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.

Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

+ J% o, j& @7 A7 UToday was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.

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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.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began

"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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7 Y9 X# p2 E" C. O( V  bYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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I am here to tell all of you that being a
3 E# f6 N2 O( QFriend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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I am going to tell you a story."

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.

He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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) m" X1 J; a% AHe 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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1 O) ~6 m& W! Q! AHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.

"Thankfully, I was saved.

My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

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.
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) ~3 I9 N. w4 z- WNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.

7 t% D; L1 W- ?' SWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.

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.

Look for God in others.

You now have two choices, you can:
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1) Pass this on to your friends or
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9 a7 y, |! I; _& x8 _& PAs you can see, I took choice number 1.
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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# s# v* g: X) A1 p: WThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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Tomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.

It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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1 f- G/ p5 A# }/ n2 \, _If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

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Yesterday is history.
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2 ~4 x+ E7 L4 d+ d4 cTomorrow is mystery.
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; v* ~1 o8 J" k9 k3 Q$ g. s. YToday is a gift.