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

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His name was Kyle.

It looked like he was carrying all of his
Books.

I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

He must really be a nerd."
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# w2 p8 L) t4 o# \: M8 l$ OI 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.

6 i, Y1 I9 N5 u( Y* D9 cThey 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.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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1 D+ {+ @- t4 {2 p% c+ c: n( 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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" G9 b% z/ J7 ^$ F' r' O3 @As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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0 i5 d. R+ u, ]They really should get lives.
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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: H) a2 u2 i& O5 h8 pThere was a big smile on his face.

- k" l$ ~0 o( @" d" k: S& \It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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5 ]8 s3 j. F" c: i5 o& e9 J9 ?I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.

3 R- ?- M( E# ^1 O9 @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.

* w1 i6 j8 e0 ^( j4 o) |' iI 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.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

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

+ c1 y0 }$ K6 B6 W$ B8 pHe 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.

2 O( m- Z5 ~2 `- U6 dMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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: H- W5 B" |" x1 [$ l- h- hI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
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4 v. T+ G" v  e: @( r1 H: A3 ]" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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& g* H3 U! q7 A9 h1 X. z5 hOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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; d  h+ a1 h: @7 n+ l+ b, `9 L$ h4 lWhen we were seniors, we began to think
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8 k3 x  w, x( |Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
7 _- P/ r* F: ]4 rWas going to Duke.
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8 g+ l( D7 b0 S  t8 Z. YI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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( T  S: j3 X+ k0 K4 q+ kHe was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
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" \& T" h/ [, u2 y. J# ]Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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* ?4 D  t# t; }8 Z* G8 w1 p, w/ x2 {; qI 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

Graduation day, I saw Kyle.

  M5 T) `* o4 N/ T9 l. C9 n! rHe looked great.

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

He 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.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

Today was one of those days.
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: ^  L& m- @7 _) U  N0 sI 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!"
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.

"Thanks," he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began

. I6 w" {: Z4 H+ e/ v$ ?2 f"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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" z( a* m  K, r9 uYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...

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Friend 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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9 J) `" d9 }4 ]! w$ u, b7 TI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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% c. p) w  A  L( s9 R9 vHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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* S: V* M8 r" \5 z/ w) WHe 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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"Thankfully, I was saved.
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! r: R. m7 U, ^2 |$ W) pMy 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.

I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.

4 s* M! x( }1 r+ w2 Q, sNot 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.
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, S* ~0 [6 d8 V) hFor better or for worse.
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.

9 X5 P* q( c5 ^* L$ WLook for God in others.

" I0 d3 t1 @6 |3 l9 r+ E! XYou now have two choices, you can:

1) Pass this on to your friends or
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$ q8 Z7 I" e$ x$ u- u! |! }2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

As you can see, I took choice number 1.
) L/ u' ?& q% W. ?+ K8 P/ k"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

/ e6 z) F3 e. ]1 t- n% y; s: JThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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* F4 A, Q; |4 B7 WTomorrow is mystery.
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1 D2 e2 Y+ k% g; d" M9 l; w/ |. mToday is a gift.
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; {! C; p! F) i) @) d+ TIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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If 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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Tomorrow is mystery.

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