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

I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.

His name was Kyle.
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Books.
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I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

He must really be a nerd."

4 ]3 L/ M7 `1 N7 d. U; C' @- [6 SI 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.

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

$ ]8 g/ {4 v( EHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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. G2 G# K# H6 r) D+ jMy 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.

" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"

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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- S- {6 D' @/ ?. I3 l& lI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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, {/ B# E+ Q& v: c  Y+ D; `He said he had gone to private school before now.
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4 O7 b, J( ]$ w$ ~8 a  wI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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4 X/ r  E1 M' [2 Z) H# q9 F1 h5 j- ]We 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.

I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.

0 b: F# y* e7 c6 }$ rHe said yes.

1 e' Y( A' o  G( X+ yWe 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.

I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!

$ ]" O5 \/ Q1 z+ w# h) y  B- j" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.

When we were seniors, we began to think
# e0 O8 ]3 \7 ?. I+ gAbout college.
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/ U- e7 A6 e! B; f( rKyle decided on Georgetown, and I
" [% ~+ e; G! c. S8 n& y4 D; MWas going to Duke.

! N6 k8 S/ _# Y/ o/ T8 h5 ^I 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.

5 ~, P$ Z6 X" G) Y( T& O% s$ JKyle was valedictorian of our class.
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: g+ p2 N8 W% _/ T/ H" sI 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

9 y7 Q4 ~7 h/ n8 x, Z- r6 cGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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# U& w0 L: [8 z5 I3 `% D- xHe looked great.

He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.

/ [. v# B# W. q* u6 WHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.

He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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; G5 e/ z# W! FBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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Today was one of those days.

I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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6 I6 j  \0 Z! M2 jSo, 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.

7 r& G! J8 G1 ^/ |$ x"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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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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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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6 u: R" m+ R* W- S0 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.
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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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, G; ^5 t! u- C9 G! X; ], ^" ?8 }"Thankfully, I was saved.

My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

0 G7 z) X" L. |) GI 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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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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" Y9 a7 q4 i# p0 l) }With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

. r) ]( e( ]/ G  q4 Z% rFor better or for worse.

  a( E0 q( N* A% }. G  c/ {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.

You now have two choices, you can:

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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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: H2 R& [' |$ v4 T; \8 R2 R5 E# bAs you can see, I took choice number 1.
7 s' y8 x) k8 v, D. p2 @& v9 l"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

& |' E6 D4 |/ v4 n0 HThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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' c. L/ G2 Y3 ^1 s: c% TTomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.

( Q$ c' r9 U/ L: [3 X8 L1 LIt'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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Today is a gift.