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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.

His name was Kyle.

7 ^7 k* m8 i/ S* X4 T% A8 HIt 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."

; E1 {5 O1 [" q& d6 jI 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.
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/ s+ ~4 |' x5 a  B! Y# V; VThey 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

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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+ c: Y5 F1 {( O* M+ {As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.

! Y+ c, q* I5 |5 C) zThey really should get lives.
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' ^! t  j: S4 |0 U) n% o6 G1 h" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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There was a big smile on his face.

It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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+ i- |" Q7 y  o: x9 [3 GI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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0 ?4 v7 _! A5 t6 l- {As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.

" W# h8 E3 ^2 `+ e% i3 r4 T7 VHe said he had gone to private school before now.

$ y2 l* o: A; F3 RI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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/ h; Z2 ^9 A( u7 O: pHe 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.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

3 E$ b- U0 n! ?: }/ Y6 }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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' d3 k- R5 F# `! _4 h- mOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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When we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
4 J1 k+ g% z+ k: u4 zWas going to Duke.

/ ?  U. V4 j& }1 nI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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+ H( P6 e# |/ [+ u0 iHe 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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5 P* I3 l/ _: s! S' SI teased him all the time about being a nerd.

/ ~8 U  W& H7 n7 G2 x- O! m# oHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.

/ T, L. A% n5 o4 W, v! {I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.

; S& Z. F5 x3 \He looked great.

He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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, X$ q( o& }( M* _He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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' L. m; D+ ^8 [4 D8 A6 ~2 }5 _He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.

1 |& X7 ~- ?" n2 h  O/ F1 ?Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

+ l2 O0 X) l" Q  d( HToday was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.

! R5 A2 M: g! A& Q) }" Z3 ASo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"

) d- M, a4 S7 ]! |5 _7 ?; y7 l8 R: dHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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) Z* L  h7 d2 J"Thanks," he said.
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2 t" J" |1 u7 ]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.

' O& o" [( x# X4 _: [Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...

. q$ h0 ~& I# t+ d  ^( ^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."
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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.

6 }. G* O7 u( \" nHe 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.

: r# a: Y! a( m3 l7 I- Y. V"Thankfully, I was saved.
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  `$ w7 R: Q; X+ k8 qMy 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.

/ t, b) D. d' GI saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

; P; e& H6 }: v0 m( lNever underestimate the power of your actions.

With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.

/ W3 ^# M2 V) j/ X* KGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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Look for God in others.
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You now have two choices, you can:

8 o6 n2 I+ {( s  P6 \; z8 L  b) W1) Pass this on to your friends or

2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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6 i# f# h1 i: F% k0 TAs 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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There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.

Tomorrow is mystery.

Today is a gift.

9 o4 M& J( \8 F1 mIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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  Z" ]6 H: ?! I* U2 N$ I3 ?* UIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

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Yesterday is history.

# p# x: }+ P7 e/ eTomorrow is mystery.

Today is a gift.