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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,

) ~* z  j- p/ B2 q0 \% c" tI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.

His name was Kyle.
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) }1 c2 v, t7 j8 }$ XIt looked like he was carrying all of his
Books.
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  L  |9 e* g" |1 lI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

. _/ u% w$ d  w& L: O; d9 aHe must really be a nerd."

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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' w8 _3 `/ H9 z! b6 j7 CThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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, t# F7 S8 d  HHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.
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% p5 e* o7 B$ qHe 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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, y0 \$ ]# p8 m' }$ UAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.

/ v; J! M) D6 l. j! eThey really should get lives.

  k* ~- s4 h# b8 g" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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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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6 y+ C5 [7 y* c& m  T' x) iAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.

' h: h  X0 \3 b8 N# Q) |" |He said he had gone to private school before now.

$ {! A9 G7 r+ [I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

& o9 [4 @$ Y7 u6 aWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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* M4 u( n( L' l" \I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.

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

( Y* _$ B  e! T8 L% WI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!

" He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.

When we were seniors, we began to think
About college.
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6 ?9 E, _) m$ k% eKyle decided on Georgetown, and I
- e2 [6 g- G2 d& p; r: O1 ~Was going to Duke.

I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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) @$ X8 Y) G! LHe 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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( ]/ m. D4 f* P/ {' s7 o* GI teased him all the time about being a nerd.

8 q4 G2 @" p! w8 }% O4 b2 a& eHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.

- w) v$ S& ~& u& d; f6 A1 `7 O& i& II was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak

Graduation day, I saw Kyle.

He looked great.

# j+ P* y  N8 W# u8 }  _He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.

He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.

! y; T9 Q9 K, u, fHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.

) M" N- J/ T7 V, b' _) LBoy, sometimes I was jealous.

# ?  M3 h$ `2 S; lToday was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.

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.

( C( T  B8 b& ~$ D2 g$ mAs 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.

. z, j" L, ~! E. o9 y" |4 J: pYour 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.

& D9 L2 J. l3 r6 }2 iI am going to tell you a story."
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3 [% y' P+ O% t( w3 g! H5 GI 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.

- S+ d! s9 u6 N7 B- M* H% T, qHe 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.

' K3 U9 {: Q9 e& }( S  Q6 LHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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0 W+ w! M  N6 h8 o6 ~) O* B"Thankfully, I was saved.

" B" l" G6 C% ~3 g/ IMy 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.

7 J) W7 ]& E2 @! A8 FI saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.

3 N$ {; Y6 d! a: {# }! J7 DNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.

9 P* _1 i! S/ g. J; d1 kNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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- V5 Q0 w5 Z; OWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.

For better or for worse.

) f9 q  ?; v% s: Z8 J+ O: s9 Y' _God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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Look for God in others.

! C  L  G' P& ^- ^You now have two choices, you can:
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1) Pass this on to your friends or
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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+ {4 c/ q# ~9 {, V7 ?; t+ cAs you can see, I took choice number 1.
" }( }# e; B' n"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

' _, {7 J+ |; r4 d! G$ H6 H. x- IThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.

Tomorrow is mystery.

Today is a gift.

It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.

If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

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Yesterday is history.

Tomorrow is mystery.

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