What are your thoughts on this story??amazing?

this story is amazing!! does this stroy actually touh anyone elses heart or am i just weird??





Friends





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 friend 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 and 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 his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung 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, "Damn 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 me 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 story of 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

What are your thoughts on this story??amazing?
Wow that is absolutely great and a lesson to us all.
Reply:My heart went out to kyle and I was so thankful that someone helped him. I had a simular problem when I was in school. Kids would throw rocks at me because I wore glasses. The most popular boy in our school came up one day on his bike to rescue me from the kids throwing rocks. He had me get on the back of his bike and he road me all the way home.


It made me so grateful to know that there still was someone out there that cared about me. It also gave me strength to go on because I knew there were still loving people in the world and they were not all bullies and hateful.


Thanks for the story! It made me feel thankful all over again!
Reply:That is so amazing and beautiful! I wish there were more people so caring in the world!
Reply:I believe that sometimes one small gesture can change a person's life.





But the problem is most people think every one of our small gestures do that when we should be making much larger gestures to help each other out in life.
Reply:It's a great story. I heard it before, and I hope it's true.
Reply:man, that really touched me %26amp; mad my eyes all teary!





i do believe that w/one small gesture, you can change a person outlook with life!


great story!!!!
Reply:that's SO COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Yes it really did touch my heart, I'm am so glad you saved him from his depression, switching from private school to public school is a HUGE adjustment. I think what you did was really cool. You shouldn't judge people until you know them, and why they do things. So what if he's a nerd? I love nerds, i'm not even lying, i'm a nerd wannabe, but i'm too stupi for a 4.0.


LOL, i was about to write an answer as big as your story.


Good luck to both of you. :)