A new friend

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  1. Crue-K

    Crue-K Well-Known Member

    One day, when I was a first year in secondary school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.

    His name was James. 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 a busy weekend planned (parties and a footie game with my mates 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. 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 dickheads. 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 James, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

    Over the next four years, James and I became best friends. When we were in the fifth/six form, we began to think about University. James decided to go to a Cambridge University far away and I had decided to stay near home. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, like his dad and his grandad.

    A couple of years later, I attended his graduation, 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 James. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during university. 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, 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, 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 Mum 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 weak moment.

    I saw his Mum and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realise 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.

    "Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

    There is no beginning or end. Yesterday is history.

    Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift.
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    wow, that is such a beautiful happy ending story. I am really happy for him. i feel i wanna give him a hug lol.

    Unfortunately no one has done something like that for me, im the freak with no friends.

    to be honest that story brought a tear to my eyes
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  3. Ignored

    Ignored Staff Alumni

    Yeah heard this one before....! Nice story.
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