Mark was walking home from school one day when he watched the boy ahead of him trip and drop, in addition to all of the books he was carrying, two sweaters, a baseball bat, a glove and a small recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the scattered articles. Since they were going the same way, Mark helped him carry part of the burden. As they walked, Mark discovered the boy's name was Bill and that he loved video games, baseball and history.
They arrived at Bill's home first, and Mark was invited in for a soda and to watch television. The afternoon passed pleasantly with a few laughs and some shared small talk. Mark then went home. They continued to see each other around school after that. They had lunch together once or twice, and both graduated from Junior High School.
They ended up in the same High School where they had brief contacts over the years. Finally, the long awaited senior year came, and three weeks before graduation, Bill asked Mark if they could talk.
Bill reminded him of the day years ago when they had first met.
"Did you ever wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?" asked Bill.
"I just thought you were moving or something," Mark replied.
"Well, I cleaned out my locker because I didn't want to leave a mess for anyone else. You see, I'd been kicked off the team, I was flunking Algebra, my girlfriend had broken up with me. I had stored away some of my mother's sleeping pills, and I was going home to commit suicide... Continue
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