A touching story! U must read!!!

celinedeng

This is really a great story!!


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* b9 p2 E7 v+ u: a! X* @+ _( oOne day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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, X! e; S5 ]% H" X0 WI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
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His name was Kyle.
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It looked like he was carrying all of his books.


3 T3 D( C1 t; ]! O6 Q7 e0 iI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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7 L/ b' J$ X/ ZHe 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.


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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6 c/ b# ^2 W2 q7 Z$ _His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

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8 T0 R# s. c1 @2 DHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes


5 T5 t' g( X% f$ MMy 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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) U- i5 F. e3 d  ^& ^! V/ A/ LAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.

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They really should get lives

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2 Q" \* ]& Y, H! U0 ?" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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: J- ?$ g8 I& l6 C7 w+ tThere was a big smile on his face.
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) |& a0 \4 h) P5 X; `" m. [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.
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He said he had gone to private school before now.

I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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! _' R4 [/ R* g% I* @7 eWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.

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4 H/ ~8 S6 u( q# l' K2 GHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.

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0 q' u! w. T7 K8 LI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends

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7 H0 h7 Y* E  }4 A. l5 e+ GWe 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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1 m+ |3 O2 R( ~7 {5 J% n& AMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

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) ^. T, W; `$ ]/ _+ }* `"He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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8 ^5 `8 j0 q- }7 v$ n7 L( fOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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7 A6 |  M1 ~2 v+ l3 ~( V; hWhen we were seniors, we began to think about college.
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- z1 k: ?1 m- V" qKyle decided on Georgetown, and I
was going to Duke.
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6 h  b1 I5 p3 {. ^I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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2 T- }! g' {' A, [He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
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5 w0 o/ u& U- |  aKyle was valedictorian of our class.
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- \. \$ r! a; F% pI teased him all the time about being a nerd.


He had to prepare a speech for graduation.


# A0 r# j/ g! GI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak


! |0 ~! f+ e; O; ]( c" j! a2 sGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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% C0 t6 @6 j' g& JHe 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.


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


! ]! q9 c' r7 B* E# RBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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  @/ h. v; f7 S$ C3 f; Q" nToday was one of those days.
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! o- F5 E! b) uI 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.
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# `2 ~$ R# |& v+ a"Thanks," he said.
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As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began




, Q* g3 ]) K9 Z, N' n) ?"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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: `; Z/ B. n( ^0 F2 c& M, m6 p) ?Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...


I 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/ p3 N8 x- P* z1 s, tI am going to tell you a story."
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: R3 k9 Q# i) w3 ]+ C. JI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.

He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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9 |; P; k0 {0 }+ `' x3 L% Y0 `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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$ _3 R! z3 F: p2 YHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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; g8 v4 a- _1 H"Thankfully, I was saved.

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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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9 [. G7 T( u1 y* T( ~+ y' h9 BI 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.

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.

' w3 d: M% w1 m5 Z( H, k8 YFor better or for worse.
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; @" j4 c$ @. f2 ]God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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Look for God in others.

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