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This is really a great story!!
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One day, when I was a freshman in high school, ; O& q' s" y8 F9 ]
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. 6 b( N3 n0 X# }7 k% R \
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His name was Kyle. 1 f7 _( d5 k) H3 h U w
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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? , W' X( d% Z5 I3 K: L( k, f
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He must really be a nerd."
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) r4 M; G; g1 T3 i, @I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. , a" {9 x- I' C" \9 s6 q
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9 u0 |/ u8 v- h2 j( q. tAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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+ P) e# d: G) l% n$ EThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. . h c/ E# f6 Q
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0 s- ^6 k& {, NHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. 1 p: m) P ?) U7 R: D
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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+ r Y: C* S3 w5 V, \# h$ T& p5 LMy 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. & z$ v1 R8 V" t7 s' y; c
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( }4 f/ _5 L/ R5 u+ l4 bAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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8 F' ^$ W! a( Y8 u4 |7 a/ J3 BThere was a big smile on his face. 0 T5 Z+ P0 Y+ U; _+ i) B
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. . t. V3 H+ T2 I" m
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived
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7 \8 X) N1 _( _+ I1 ]+ O3 [As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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0 l7 w4 x4 B! i/ z! [He said he had gone to private school before now. ( {' U x5 B2 K( p7 D
* o) Z$ Y9 i( t- q$ HI would have never hung out with a private school kid before. - A; h- Y; K) C( @# T0 D# g; g
. _+ J% w1 e. i1 x1 Y& {0 A( {We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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# z9 u9 m( a2 n" ?7 Y. {! hHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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3 q) f3 K! O* @/ D$ U3 I/ s `/ PI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
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/ h x% S- X, _; j$ B. THe said yes.
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5 U( R5 Q6 y; OMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
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$ e; Q1 j; e6 ~"He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. # O) j8 ]! a( |* n# {
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When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
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3 N* r. Q/ a& CI 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.
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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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" s6 [6 h R! t: LHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak 2 l* e# @) v1 Y2 {) ^! m; h
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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( C, C+ N, {# \4 }" E5 q9 hHe looked great.
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He 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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( F5 r3 d+ w) u+ U4 eBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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% k2 u: ~3 |: N3 h( r. t1 R) t P" 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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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. $ Z5 K& D! ] t- d- a; v
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+ M# b, {4 B$ [! j1 q8 H7 H"Thanks," he said.
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As 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. 4 S6 n4 a* n% I4 m* J
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Your 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 friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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I am going to tell you a story." ' i5 l. q* C+ P
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6 P$ w$ B: P& ?1 h/ w9 W7 ]I 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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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. 9 T( a. Q0 T' [* u. A; X, P6 F* z! `
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! k8 T% `; G, g4 Y; U; q! zHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. + b5 c% Z U* v5 m: b
& ?% d! N) ^% h, \+ }"Thankfully, I was saved. ' o, b; H) O/ Q8 [) F; u# C5 Z
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9 o; d5 h3 H, w- }6 _0 d3 W9 C& dMy 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.
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5 f# \% y+ e5 D z6 s, `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. 6 ?1 B4 t& ~9 A0 t6 H9 ]
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