do u hav a friend like this in ur lifetime??

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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 and it seems that he was carrying all his books. I thought to myself, "why would anyone bring home all his books on Friday? He must really be a nerd" I had quite a weekend planned (parties and football games with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. After walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward. They ran at him and knocking all of his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed on the dirt. His glasses went flying and 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, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw tears in his eyes. As I handed his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks, they really should get lives!" He looked at me and said,"Hey, Thanks!" There was abig smile on his face and it was one of those smile that showed a real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out he was 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 private school kid before. We talked all the way home while 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 and 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're gonna 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 seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we'll 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 a valedictiorian 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 that it wasn't me having to get up there and speak on Graduation day, I saw Kyle, he looked great.He was one of those guys who 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 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." After few seconds of silence he continued,"I am here to tell 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 about 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 hansome, 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 ur actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person's life, for better or for worse. Do you have a friend like this? or maybe being a friend for other like this?