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

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His name was Kyle.
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It looked like he was carrying all of his
Books.

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He must really be a nerd."
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5 o9 O  s1 S' j6 M( r0 _( O4 pI had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

( K- _/ K; ~5 U+ V5 O$ ^As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.

5 e- c  L! t- u8 Z( P' SThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

, D: j! d+ |. ]/ JHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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7 S5 C( y2 c2 l' h8 y. PMy 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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- C1 w8 d* h# c/ c3 a% lAs 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!"

1 t# V5 w1 q; k3 N4 u% ]# KThere was a big smile on his face.

It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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: `6 F" M) T+ H& I% f0 SI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.

As 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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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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* _! u! F; v: F/ y4 kHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

% l- l. b. k$ m7 }( r- |I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.

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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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!
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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0 G7 L8 h  ]" wOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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9 K  ~% q$ |( P2 I3 F1 p3 @When we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
Was going to Duke.
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7 M% ^. w% [" D7 tI 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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I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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7 b/ C7 h" P5 dHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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: x& f# ]6 N4 `9 [! SI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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; x: a9 Q4 m' r7 JGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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  ]( ]( y3 y0 c# C# b) W8 oHe looked great.
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* J2 C% f9 U. n+ R4 n5 y: CHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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- A- B8 m6 z5 z* n8 W4 PHe 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.

9 \* P  `. r$ b8 B7 SBoy, sometimes I was jealous.

; u( I5 I: q0 |: `8 J6 vToday was one of those days.
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/ j, ^5 O. u4 |/ w' ?6 E: q, ?# n& o. RI 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!"

8 E* j' O# d5 PHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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"Thanks," he said.
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As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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& V; j* N. B, I/ G( M. I  z- y"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.

- ]9 }) \8 }' e8 f' N& }( dYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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- E4 @5 W7 q& b% B$ o( wI am here to tell all of you that being a
! v* m1 C# q, S0 V& B* S9 tFriend to someone is the best gift you can give them.

7 E9 k7 o! t" ]1 E; \1 s) HI am going to tell you a story."

8 r! C* B3 f  W5 O- Z2 x: TI 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.

" T# o$ Y* i! M; N: aHe 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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& z1 _  T; d2 h* L' v. t"Thankfully, I was saved.

# y! A& v. [0 L" m" ?5 k5 h* EMy 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.

. G% J1 ]# `# Z; c% K: {I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.

) x  \" q6 f$ N7 @, M4 kNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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' Q* i* n. `. CNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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- E0 a8 v% U+ G+ h/ AWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.

For better or for worse.

God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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% `$ w' R. D/ v; c/ sLook for God in others.

( I# \9 [' k4 D, d: D+ _$ S* R, Q2 |; KYou 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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As 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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& ]4 U1 Y1 q4 B5 n, LThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.

1 L& ~/ V7 ^8 {. r" }, ^7 cTomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.
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! w8 t3 |$ E) x: @5 S: X1 rIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.

0 `! R6 ~, o$ u. WIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

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Yesterday is history.
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* q, g) X7 n+ a9 ETomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.