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

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  H: S" A# {$ g% i; cHis name was Kyle.

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Books.
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7 X+ M9 |9 M' p. \' v- @I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

- I; Z9 u9 m& e+ z- Y& l9 H( zHe 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.
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As 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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" l! X% U4 v& ^& [He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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1 u& U% T  W1 @0 h* v0 [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.

* e1 e- ^- m6 Y6 m; R5 SAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.

They really should get lives.
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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There was a big smile on his face.
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

; ~9 O* q( X2 H& f' O0 Z5 B, @# II helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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+ [. X* Z9 }2 KAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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6 s4 @  l. C- W: w3 Z2 P& T" vHe said he had gone to private school before now.

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

; W( j* I5 ?7 q: ]# `& c( H0 QWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.

) u6 F: B6 p; H$ fHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

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

' Y, |& v/ {0 l7 \6 Y7 v$ dHe said yes.
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( b: I8 }' H& VWe 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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* {& a/ B. ~* IMonday 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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% o6 E$ u) h. ^" X" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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# H% n4 E" m+ h6 B9 @% M3 sWhen we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
Was going to Duke.

I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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  h& [4 _& F' `, SHe 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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3 E+ D4 v6 w, C( I0 q1 S+ [, v; D+ tI teased him all the time about being a nerd.

; h# B" T! g0 `9 G8 kHe 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.
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6 s8 M& D& k# U" fHe looked great.

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.

  p5 {$ ]8 l1 i+ w* w3 v4 F; u' lHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.

& t) ~4 Z3 l, }Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
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0 {7 C  I" ]6 Q5 o* JToday was one of those days.

I 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!"
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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"Thanks," he said.

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.
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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2 F8 n2 P1 y9 ~' f7 y: cI am here to tell all of you that being a
2 e0 A% k# h2 K* TFriend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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I am going to tell you a story."

0 F  O. l- X( ~6 F) Q2 VI 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.

* A! b" G5 X+ dHe 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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+ f: m% R1 z1 [7 FMy 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.
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

6 Y* H0 ~" S( u6 R2 |Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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1 ~. D$ ]+ l' a7 x) Z1 s( c. @/ ^With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.

4 [% g0 U6 t0 ~% NGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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8 Q% a% D. _) y5 S' B8 ^$ Z, kLook for God in others.

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.
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0 p+ D) T3 R) @5 R, kAs you can see, I took choice number 1.
. ?" x/ }3 L1 L* |! l"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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Tomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.

$ j! |+ F8 a" I  z4 |4 k; y. ?3 A3 KIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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- Y9 G. V/ |5 z- N9 b+ f, eIf 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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Today is a gift.