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Post by cymbalta on Sat Jul 31, 2010 9:59 pm

contains small mention of wanting to commit suicide

***introduction***

you never know when you can change the life of someone. you may not know it, but you can make a big diffrence.

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

I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.


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.'


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.

They 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


My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around
looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.


As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.'


They really should get lives.


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


There was a big smile on his face..

It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.


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.

He said he had gone to private school before now.

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


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

He 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.


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..

When we were seniors we began to think about college.

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.

He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football
scholarship..


Kyle was valedictorian of our class.

I teased him all the time about being a nerd..

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.

He looked great.

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

He filled out and actually looked good in glasses..

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

Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today 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!'


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


'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....


I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best
gift you can give them..


I am going to tell you a story.'

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the
first day we met.


He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.

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.


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

'Thankfully, I was saved.

My 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.



Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions..

With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

For better or for worse.


God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.


Look for God in others.

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Post by Dazzler on Sun Aug 01, 2010 8:03 pm

Another favorite story. Where do you get all these cymbalta? I love all of the stories because they really are very inspiring. I agree that our actions can change a person's life. I always believe that we are sent here on earth for purpose so we should try to do goodness all the time because that could save a life

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