A very touching story I got from someone :)
      It started out like this.....
    One day, when I was a freshman in high
 school, I saw a kid from my class 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, I saw a tear in
 his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said: "Those
 guys are jerks.  They really should get a life."
         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 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, "Darn 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.  For better or for worse.  God puts us all
 in each other's lives to impact one another in some
 way.Look for God in others.

 You now have two choices, you can:

 1)  Pass this on to your friends;  or

 2)  Delete it and act like it didn't touch your
 heart.
  As you can see, I took choice number 1.

  Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings
  have trouble remembering how to fly."

  Life comes to you in abundance
 every moment of every day, and it  speeds away from you just as fast.
       Use it while you have it. That  means right now!