I’ll never forget the morning of April 9, 2014. I was in homeroom and I got a text from my friend Katia. She said to pray for two kids in her school because they got stabbed. I said I would, thinking that they got stabbed on the way to school or something. Then she told me that it was in the school and others were being stabbed. I remember telling my homeroom teacher and him thinking it wasn’t true. He looked it up on the Internet and I remember the look on his face when he saw the truth of what was unravelling at Franklin Regional High School. Teenagers who were standing in the hallways just hanging out one minute and running the next after hearing a kid was stabbing others. I can’t imagine what it would’ve been like years earlier because my mother taught there years earlier. I would’ve been a wreck even more than I already was. I remember crying in my choir teachers office, praying that my friends, Nick, Andrew, Katia, Madi, and Erica were okay. It was later revealed that 22 people were stabbed. And what I find amazing is that not one died as a result. And if that’s not God watching over, then I don’t know what is. He was watching that school that day, over 1200 students. I know that those days events will forever stick in the mind of me and everyone else. Can we ever thank God enough for that rescue? #FRStrong

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  1. Hey. I just wanted to say that I agree. God is so good, he blessed all of us that day. I was a freshman in the hallway that day, rushing down that hall to study for a Spanish test. If I had been 10 seconds later to school, or wouldn’t have been rushing, I would’ve been right in the middle of it. I did see it happen. And I’m not going to lie, it still hurts to think about it. To think that it happened here and that it was that;… intense.

    I have always been a Christian. I went to church with my family and memorized prayers for Sunday school. But after April 9th, I really felt Christ. I chose it for myself.

    Sometimes I search the internet to find things about that day, to find evidence that I’m not alone in the way I feel and remember that day. A lot of kids make jokes about it (I’m a senior now, so all the other grades have graduated that were there with us), and I often wonder if I’m alone in my memories.

    I just wanted to tell you it was really important for me to read this and see that others remember and connect it to Christ too. 🙂 thank you.

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