A touching story! U must read!!!

celinedeng

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.
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: i1 c% y- N$ E* B2 p2 XHis name was Kyle.


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* j9 V; Z; S5 QI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

He must really be a nerd."
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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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They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.


His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

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He 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.


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


They really should get lives
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. B- J7 _2 ~/ R/ I" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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* a2 ~; ?  H# @& _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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; P5 P( B; I% h! yAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.

He said he had gone to private school before now.
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% w" ]5 z" v$ ^% `6 s% B0 dI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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$ {7 k5 O7 f, k) K! j  ]We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.


2 r, A* ~: v% i2 R8 S4 G3 V% S8 `He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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* h3 p+ T; e0 j. U7 RI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
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3 L' X) a) t5 D5 d- ~He said yes.


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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3 _" G$ @# q3 o0 u: II stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!

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, [3 ?' I% z6 W/ Z"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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+ z% [9 u# K! O0 Y' h/ R; c3 {/ g# D/ gWhen we were seniors, we began to think about college.


Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
was going to Duke.

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$ A0 u/ ?6 G, h1 v$ c# ^. [- i* C; HI 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.




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.


I 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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9 r) c( v/ d# e- N' vHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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4 }& T1 I: K) y8 S* MHe 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.

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6 l9 X7 m  K2 B9 [. p9 _' U& M. fBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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  f+ [9 X- i: lToday was one of those days.

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( l* u6 v3 N( U; F5 _* P5 T4 pI 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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) i% o) H7 T, @. AHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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"Thanks," he said.



6 c/ d" u" ^# M: p* YAs he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.

Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...


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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" r' i& I: T! B7 j9 yI am going to tell you a story."
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+ `  |4 g3 i4 M6 Z" @% s- G* r3 BI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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8 }' ?# b8 a' x2 F8 p4 C) Q, pHe 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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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.

3 [# e' o+ a* T( \, m"Thankfully, I was saved.
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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: w2 W' l! e( z' iI heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
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7 P+ E( X) _3 KI saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.

Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

+ ?# ]3 ~7 @6 e7 N3 b' R4 }" b/ v& _7 wNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

" f7 J6 I, |3 q/ N6 G; ^For better or for worse.
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2 v% b( \3 b( K' ?3 X* OGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.

Look for God in others.

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