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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.

+ X% K3 W  H8 L" v: G, zHis name was Kyle.

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Books.
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: m) ~) Q$ K' p/ nI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

He 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.

0 t* y8 ]% k2 U* Z7 v1 P! wAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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$ [; i% B  c5 h7 P8 xHis 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

5 q0 [1 \; c8 R4 ~6 z5 z" `9 ?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.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.

They really should get lives.
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* ^' q- u3 K" N/ Y0 p# |" 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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I 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.

& t7 F1 n; I5 z. G- ]4 q3 i/ {I 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.

* l" P1 h1 k+ R% A/ d* |: s& WHe 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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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.

% K0 m/ h" k9 e  F( Y( v; oMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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) s) N, x" I- Z. M& MI 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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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.

+ q! G$ ]9 s- U8 N8 b4 A4 I! |When we were seniors, we began to think
About college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
) L8 }& P' T7 ~5 ^Was going to Duke.
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  s6 a( H; ?  ~0 c4 L6 PI 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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6 g8 U$ n9 P6 [9 A0 TKyle was valedictorian of our class.
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5 D& `3 v$ v# f; a2 r" x2 R# W- ~I teased him all the time about being a nerd.

" o3 R1 ^* j( o$ \) N4 L* o5 IHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.

I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.

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

He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.

  X! E! t* n5 S% z; T- l" O% pHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

8 J/ o7 r7 d3 L/ k! {Today was one of those days.
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8 l$ ~4 |$ l3 u6 V' ^* ZI 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!"

He 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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: L2 G1 N0 F- `As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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$ j" j" `" h& V1 S: L"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.

& Z1 ^: B5 N* _+ T# f, R  b3 w! eYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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" |+ U9 q% k/ A' Q9 r( T  QI am here to tell all of you that being a
9 n# O; a; q9 QFriend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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I am going to tell you a story."

- l7 f. b. T' f7 Y) R- WI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.

; P. V; U) k, q2 q/ ?' p' r+ n2 WHe 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.
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1 s4 E4 y/ X" dHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.

"Thankfully, I was saved.

2 \- R  k3 d( O3 U0 J( GMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

/ l6 l% F: C/ \& oI 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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8 u9 N1 p. v8 LNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.

; C- i2 R1 I. H$ `With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

" C% w3 `' a2 i, _$ \For better or for worse.
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$ n2 m" |% s% P* p$ A" o9 cGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.

Look for God in others.

" L! o( _$ Z7 f* n% ]" k% eYou now have two choices, you can:
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1) Pass this on to your friends or
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5 m7 m9 P; j! U# L& |( I' S2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.
) f9 c# n+ S3 |  |1 `"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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* P8 o4 f/ w5 |1 WThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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; S( [9 W' c4 \/ M6 a* O5 j( c* uTomorrow is mystery.

9 Y" W0 c4 k. u5 O( W& G, zToday is a gift.

It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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- ]/ S# f) p" X, [  w" lIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

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Yesterday is history.

8 m+ R. a' I# dTomorrow is mystery.

# ]$ L2 @4 E7 ^+ h/ [3 vToday is a gift.