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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.
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/ P& q1 w( r4 S) PHis name was Kyle.
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It looked like he was carrying all of his
Books.

& g3 A0 x( D( K$ Q, bI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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He must really be a nerd."

. y+ `% N5 z: }4 aI 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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6 m! I! \' d* g3 z: X) r6 K; [$ C# IThey 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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% ^! b9 A9 b- v* J) x: h! PHe 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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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives.

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

2 T$ [( [4 {7 ~- h- P+ t  x3 m0 |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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6 `$ @3 S$ {  ?1 CI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.

4 ^+ N5 R  A7 Z3 nAs 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.

" [+ \% J" g; ]& lI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

6 ?4 w2 _& Y1 J( C2 @. k4 `4 Z0 z0 rWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

" }3 g+ ~/ f5 N6 \" x6 ~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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* j) e! b: u) v" d$ n7 r( Y$ h2 NWe 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!

" He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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When we were seniors, we began to think
About college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
" x2 a! c6 H8 Z% i5 RWas going to Duke.
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.

/ H- `5 M" t8 W3 s2 tHe was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

' _7 n2 R9 B" W' F* o+ o* YKyle was valedictorian of our class.

1 j- T3 U" Z) v& j7 pI teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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2 b0 N% M1 W: r6 F, [He had to prepare a speech for graduation.

I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak

, V/ \$ L4 E! V* cGraduation day, I saw Kyle.

He looked great.
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He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.

# l/ \" @3 \& b4 D  O! cHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.

% T" l6 D( j$ Q. M0 c" ABoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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Today was one of those days.
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1 N" |$ J  Y, Z: _I could see that he was nervous about his speech.

" |7 k4 I; ?. L0 A# _; }  O8 M; BSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"

2 [/ t/ i. _9 I9 PHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.

"Thanks," he said.
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As 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.

/ C5 l. H/ U$ V& K# jYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...

I am here to tell all of you that being a
+ B0 W$ V3 t+ Y0 Z% W: j/ mFriend 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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; S6 I- o' s8 h3 J3 z$ mI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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He 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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8 a4 `  h( n" ]* j9 V- J: ~- RHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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$ h3 p% J" }6 [: m2 J"Thankfully, I was saved.

8 o8 K+ E. y4 Q) \My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

. ?' G- F0 Q, M8 m7 [+ kI heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
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- C! ]) E+ _  D/ k+ ]I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.

2 l0 ?) _! c4 [+ o' UNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

' S7 c& u1 l$ j. `. G+ G2 TFor better or for worse.
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. Y0 M6 t; T# r+ GGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.

Look for God in others.
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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.

As you can see, I took choice number 1.
0 Y- }; r4 P# l6 |) V. i- y2 }"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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8 k9 E6 b  C: `: _1 `There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.

7 n7 J/ a( q1 x) a! kTomorrow 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.
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; {8 v- [7 r2 l- s9 lIf 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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8 c2 e/ K. H' j9 L" N4 A* v, }Tomorrow is mystery.

+ X* k- q. _: o/ A! G1 S8 f" m0 LToday is a gift.