A touching story! U must read!!!

celinedeng

This is really a great story!!
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! H; Q* J, z# u% R5 f6 }! G3 R/ TOne 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.

His name was Kyle.
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5 y# h4 t0 ~, @6 n7 w: yIt looked like he was carrying all of his books.


I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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He must really be a nerd."

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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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7 J7 T+ |. E. sAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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* `0 L" ?8 k$ T( O9 ]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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. z, }  `4 |) q- p8 L" AHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

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  S0 g2 F; T/ q" \He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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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.


0 q! e+ w3 W- }3 H* |" rAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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- D8 N+ F! J# r, x3 ^They really should get lives
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"

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+ b8 J" T1 e# I- S- ?# ~( U. t% RThere 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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0 }, H3 @  B/ j; @) KI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived
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As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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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.

) \$ K' J4 a7 V9 U7 ~2 A, GWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.


1 w& F4 m2 a- A$ F6 G" wHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

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: R! T8 L, @# \; F+ VI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
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& F) N0 b, x* d; v  N- yHe said yes.


$ v8 u/ t6 y1 O' l9 {3 mWe 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.


) J' P; q/ {1 M2 T* XMonday 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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& I. q" ]3 K, U& u' @+ A"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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When we were seniors, we began to think about college.

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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
was going to Duke.
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I 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.

I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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1 q5 m% @4 o1 R0 A5 NI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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He looked great.
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. j/ r  H6 v* R1 ~8 X/ tHe 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.


He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.

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8 r9 O; k8 e' ^! WBoy, sometimes I was jealous.

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9 r: e' o% P5 E0 e4 ], ~# ]: M! t) qToday was one of those days.

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I 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!"


, D+ b6 i1 x& P! I2 {, k% _7 ~He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.



"Thanks," he said.
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& d( O* S- m( ]; t& J0 FAs 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.

Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...


5 p4 y, W! y8 Q0 c  S! j! R4 OI am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.

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I am going to tell you a story."


I 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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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.

( J8 A- L" H# f" B4 Q"Thankfully, I was saved.
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1 ?: V* g5 s" d4 d! u( B9 H& J. TMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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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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& M8 n, t  B  K6 `6 H5 \Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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With 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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卖啃吸

what a guy, he has kept his secret through his high school life?

fcyfcy1

A nice guy...but the story it's not so touching...at least for me...
It's was only a accident... the author with his friend