English Teachers, What's the MOST DISTURBING School Work A Student ever Submitted? - Reddit Podcast 

The poem in story 5 is amazing. I don’t think it’s deranged, at least if the person isn’t looking up to the father in the story. Tragedy is one of the most moving things one can write about

I remember in high school this one edgy kid would always write about dead babies. Even if it wasn’t the main focus of the story, he’d make sure a dead baby made a cameo LOL

Oh wow that first one had an unexpected twist and that makes everything make sense. I feel so sorry for her and my heart goes out to her, especially since I've been through a similar thing with my dad's father who was my guardian for 4 years. I never developed any hatred for men because of my experience but it really does rattle one's ability to trust people, especially in relationships. I hope she is okay and has a good life now.

One time I submitted a story about someone getting their skull cracked open. It was very, VERY graphic. I specifically asked things like "What does cerebrespinal fluid smell like?" for this story. I have no idea what my teacher thought of that one.

In my creative writing class in high school we were challenged to write what the guy saw in the Pit and The Pendulum. My teacher read mine out loud to the class - it was very graphic. I'd never heard a hs class so silent...

I was once told to create a dilemma for my sociology class in high school. I made up a narrative that basically went “you find a man on the side of the road. He is dying and there’s nothing you can do to save him. He is fully conscious and in pain, but he is unable to move or speak, and it will take him hours to die. If you were to kill him, no one would ever know it was you. What do you do?” No one in the class could settle on an answer, and I was called into the counselors office the next day. I didn’t understand why they were so concerned at the time. They asked for a dilemma, so I gave them a dilemma. Not my fault they weren’t expecting a hard one

I have a defining moment of my life. So in the fifth grade we started in band, but covid came and slapped me in the face. Sixth grade comes along and I think three people in my family got covid, and for that was one month of quarantine. So when I finally came back and went to band, everybody was so far ahead and I cried and said to my mom "I want to quit band" and my Mon said no. So know here I am, wanting to teach music and have a plan for my future. When I graduate college I will tell my mom, 'cause "You did this for me, I cannot thank you enough." Anyways if you read through this essay of a comment. Thank you.

I was this student 😬 in tenth grade I submitted a short story based on Titus Andronicus, complete with the main character being assaulted and mutilated at the end, along with a murder-suicide and a lot of mental manipulation from the antagonist. I got a B on the assignment but I ended up taking third at a local competition for it so things evened out in the end. Still proud of the story, even if I can find some obvious typos and grammatical errors upon rereading it.

I can relate to Story 4. We had to write the conclusion to an unfinished story for Grade 9 English. My story was so ludicrous that my dad and my sister laughed their heads off! My teacher wrote I had a very good imagination, but he made suggestions on starting new paragraphs and corrections on spelling.

The WWII princess story is actually pretty funny as Princess Elizabeth was an ambulance driver for Auxiliary Territorial Service.

I think I was one of those students. It was a college Spanish class, and we read all but the last page of Espuma y Nada Mas and had to write our own ending. Unfortunately for the prof, I was in the middle of a bunch of classes such as Anthropology of War and Violence, Anthropology of Genocide, Forensic Anthropology and Human Rights, etc. I am actually even now quite pleased with my offering, but he apologized in class that he had planned to read the stories in class but some (one) of them.... He looked a bit freaked out and avoided me for the rest of the semester. Lo siento.

In elementary school, a weird kid wrote a story about how much he hated his brother, and read it in front of the entire class.

I am generally not surprised that there isn’t mine here. In early 8th grade, i made a creative fiction story for a narrative writing task. I just did a regular work of mine. I used to make “operations” (just stupid ideas i had i made into stories that very often went unfinished). I made this massive expanded universe, and fleshed out a lot of stuff. So our LA teacher gave us the assignment, and my friend was made some story about us surviving a hurricane. I made some story about one of my repeating protagonists bouncing around earth, doing contracts and chasing one guy down, across the world. Then killing them in a sword duel. She asked for a ‘plausible fiction’ and ‘pg’ story. I threw those into the hurricane my other friend wrote about. Also his was 3-6 pages (google docs). Mine was 26. I write incredibly fast for my age, and nailed it in a week. It was supposed to be ‘short’. Plausible fiction? How’s the protagonist being a interstellar war criminal. PG rating? I’ll take shove sword through back and chop off head for 500, Alex. Mine was the longest, and maybe most well written in the class. She gave me a 12/12 for the effort, length, and quality. She said her only gripes were character development. To be fair, i’ve had a LOT of practice typing, and using this character. She was a great teacher. Until she went full time to another school and quit ours. Then we got the incompetent, 90 percent blind Ms Leslie Gillis. She was LAUGHABLY incompetent. Did not know how to quiet the class down, got fooled and tricked a lot. I did my own competence test on her when we were asked to just read ‘Born a Crime’. Whenever she walked close, i would lock my chromebook and look intently at it. She never noticed. We were stuck with incompetent and moronic subs for a MONTH until they found a replacement. Our next teacher was far less than our first, but at least she wasnt gillis. Gilis also cancelled our upcoming sci fi unit for a unit that was 3 days and 1 assignment. In sheer spite, i created a 10-story series called the FYG series. If you haven’t guessed, FYG stands for Fuck You, Gillis. I was looking forward to that sci fi unit too. And yes, i’m still working on it, almost in 9th grade. Will for a while too. Currently working on both a WH40k horror story, and a 4 story intergalactic war saga simultaneously because I’m weird like that. Only the saga is part of FYG series. Lets hope i don’t get another Gillis. It would and wouldn’t surprise me if my old teacher was on reddit, and made a post on mine. Still, Ms Reed was awesome.

I once had to visit the school counselor for a suicidal poem I wrote out of stress. Junior year (11th grade) was absolute hell, so I had to let it all out somehow.

I wrote an English GCSE coursework short story about a murderer who turns his victims into sausages to sell at his butcher's shop. It got an E, and I'm surprised not to see what Miss Walbank thought of it here, LOL!

I might have been the disturbing student, but in a weird way. We had this homework assignment in like, 5th grade to write about a fight our parents had (or something along those lines), and I just kinda.. couldn't think of anything. My parents didn't really *fight,* more of kind of argued a bit sometimes, but they'd always resolve the issue rather peacefully. So I sat at the table for ages trying to figure out what to do, long enough for my parents to notice and try to help out, only to be surprised by what the assignment was. I don't recall what I ended up writing about, but I recall my mom telling me it had been addressed at one of those parent-teacher meetings, and.. apparently I was basically the only one who had trouble with that assignment due to just not having a fight to write about. I think that stuck with my writing teacher a bit.

Oh I have a story for this one! I wrote a story about how my parents almost killed and they were called in a confirmed that YES they almost killed me and I was still salty about it. I got compliments on how well written it was so there's something

I took an Indonesian language class in college. The teacher gave extra credit for creativity and there was one assignment where we were supposed to write about our ideal house. One of my classmates wrote about abducting his neighbors' cats, keeping them in a dungeon in his basement in which he would kill the cats, and then selling their meat back to the neighborhood kids to eat. The teacher initially assumed that my classmate meant to say something else and was just *really* bad at the Indonesian language, but he actually did mean to say all that and was trying to impress her with his creativity so he would get extra credit. The ideal house that I wrote about for that assignment was comparatively mundane. It was a castle atop a mountain peak that could only be accessed by helicopter and was surrounded on all sides by wilderness. It also had robots that did all the chores and babysit my fictional kids while I was away. I got the creativity extra credit points. We read our assignments to the class, so that is why I remember my classmate's creepy cat meat dungeon.

I remember in middle school we got an assignment to write a story. I wrote a very detailed story about how I had done something that had pissed my dad off while on the way home from the grocery store. I wrote about how when we got home he was yelling at me and calling me a stupid fking r word and telling me to go to hell and how he smacked me and threw a bag of chips on the floor and stomped on it.

I faced a lot of bullying during eighth grade and lost a lot of friends, and it was the inspiration for many of my works during that time. My English teacher gave us an assignment to create something that would express our feelings, so I wrote a short story about a boy getting his bullies, who were his ex-friends and had emotionally abused him for months prior, in trouble with the vice principal. I decided to not submit it at the last moment, and I instead wrote a brief short story about a girl whose friends suddenly disappear during a sleepover. I still have the short story about the bullies with me, and it's quite sad reading it, as well as reading the diaries that I kept during that time. I was sliding into a depressive episode during it, and I would constantly write about my bouts of loneliness and alienation. It was awful, but I got through it.

“Kermit the Frog fanfic” knocked the wind out of me Edit: I just remembered how I had to write a 30,000 word novel or whatever for my freshman year in highschool. I wrote a twisty, horribly tied together, acid-trip like, ridiculous story that was supposed to be about a man named Rabies slowly going insane (I may or may not have been really into Night In The Woods). Anyway, chapter 41 (really short chapters) was just Rabies tied in a chair and being forced to watch people torture various people in lots of different ways. I showed it to my friend and he didn’t make it halfway through. I hate how goddamn ‘edgy’ I was.

I was the student who wrote disturbing things. It can be a cry for help or, as for me, a statement of "I trust you." I still talk to that English teacher to this day. 💚

Story 5 poem is amazing, why do theu think its deranged? Do they think poems are suposord to be happy and sunshine and rainbows? If so they need to read more poems and their teacher is failing them at what poems are about.

I laughed for too long at the young quagmire.

I like how a number of these are just people regretting being edgy in high school.

I'm still waiting for a homework where we can write whatever the f*ck we want. I want to be a writer and I want to see if the teacher would call my parents or not.

The student who wrote the original paper in Story 13 made the choice and made it really easy to assume that the guy was a pedophile.

I had the habit of trying to force the genre of fictional story I was into at the time into whatever creative assignment. I guess that's how I ended up writing about a guy running away from a hitman after being late on delivering some poisonous plant to the hitmans boss. It was a assignment were we got the end of a story. A scene were a guy jumped into a waiting taxi going to the airport. We were to write what lead up to the situation. I had my protagonist entering a taxi and ordering the driver to go to the airport. Than he remembers his task of delivering something important to a guy that has payed him and offered more money upon delivery. He orders the taxi driver to stopp at the mall, drive around and to wait on the other side of the mall. He goes to a shady bar/caffè in a subway station under the mall meeting boss-guy and someone who is obviously his (not that professional) hitman/goon to deliver a poisonous plant (I was into learning about wild plants at the time and read about a flower growing in the alpes. Actually saw it during summer vacation. So I had to include it. Yea. Teenage cringy logic). Boss is mad about the delay. Threatens the protagonist. Protagonist excuses himself to the bathroom. In the bathroom he picks up a discarded coat hanging in the bathroom and books it. He is followed and shot at by the hitman but makes it to his waiting taxi. Yea...

Wrote a story about my dad's verbal abuse, teacher read it, told me 'Everyone's father gets angry. Stop asking for sympathy'...I'm now an adult and have C-PTSD.

I show my teachers my writing. They definitely find it a bit creepy

In a 7th grade class for ELA, me and my homeroom would always look at writing assignments differently from expected. By killing everybody in the story, making them lose their mind, etc. It wasn’t that gruesome and it also became an inside joke in general because we did it so much. “Dolly was playing with her little brother Tearance when she fell on the ground and twisted her knee! When falling on the ground, her barbie doll flew into the neighbor’s house and crashed into the window with shocking speeds. Write a short story on what Dolly and her brother can do to help get that doll back!” Years ago in 1872, an incident can be reported where the children of Marieen have been found burned to a crisp at their limbs and stabbed 37 times in the chest-

Hello Also please more school stories !! It’s starting back up

In sixth grade, I wrote a poem about my friend who passed away. The teacher misunderstood it and thought it meant I saw her dead, rotting body in kindergarten. I have never seen a rotting body. I first met her when she was playing in the mud. You can see how it got misunderstood. Another time I wrote a desperate cry for help about how much I wanted to kill myself. I threw it out but the teacher found it and got sent to the counselor's office. Still, I never got any help til a year later when I got sent to a mental hospital.

Not being able to pinpoint a defining moment in your life is kind of wild to me. I’m happy for ya’ll I guess.

I once wrote a five page (front and back on college rule) essay on the various uses for safety pins, ranging from funny to disturbed and in between. Teacher gave me an A+

Man... The sad stories had me pressed. And the funny stories had me jiggling.😅

u dont get to start a story talking about a girl being ur wife and end it with "theyre just a cat lol"

If anybody wants to know the game in the background is called : Riders Republic. At least I think it is

I feel so bad for my year 8 English teacher We got to choose what we write about and my ass decided to write in graphic detail on how to hide a body I gave like 4 different examples man

I was the student. It wasn't so much disturbing as it was random. I was in year 11 and we were practising for our monologue assessment. (If you're wondering why, I live in Australia, and the way my school's exams work is a mock for the real one, so we aren't allowed to bring anything into the classroom aside from a pen, highlighter, and clear unlabelled water bottle, so we have to practise with the material ahead of time). This particular time, I wrote a monologue based of off a poem called A One Ended Boomerang. I basically called the school system for being rubbish at it's one job. I still have it saved to my computer, and while I won't put the whole thing here, the highlights include: - "It’s not school’s fault, no, it’s the cabbage-headed-victorian-aged-Donald-Trump-2-electric-boogaloos that insult the intelligence of dodos who manage to duck up every child they come across while getting away with horrid abuse of children because kids either blindly trust them, are too afraid to speak up, or end up with some disorder because these worthless swine made a system designed to box people, destroy talents, and kill or hamper development of those who are actual assets to society. They don’t even listen to science. Bigoted hypocrites." - "The Promised Neverland was an allegory for the school system, wasn’t it? That’s dark. It’s not as gory, but school does tend to kill children and even adults by suicide, car crash, OD, all myriad of insidious ways, leaving survivors to possibly worse fates." - "That way, teenage brains can actually prune themselves properly so there aren’t any weird branches that send wrong messages, putting the brain on the fritz and causing damn epilepsy. Or schizophrenia. Or depression. Or almost any mental illness that results of abnormal brain structure." - "Where life skills are focused on, you know, like cooking. Not a f****** factory that boxes children’s brains and throw away the rejects." Yeah, my teacher checked in with me the next lesson, had the school councillor check in on me, and alerted my mother. I'm fine, it's just that this swearing rage dump about the current school system came from out of nowhere.

When I was in 4th grade, I wrote about some “best friends” (roommates if you will) who went to fight in “the war” together, but one of them didn’t make it. The other had a complete mental breakdown and stashed her friend’s body in her closet and kept her there for weeks until someone was finally able to convince her to let her go. We had to read our stories out loud to the class, and while most of my classmates had lighthearted stories, there was me with that one disturbing tragedy. I remember thinking that everyone was judging me because they thought it was bad, but turns out they were quiet because I dropped that on them. Lol (I’m actually planning on rewriting it actually.)

One time I wrote a story about four guys committing a heist and I was sent to the principles office because they thought my 6th grade mind can commit felonies. Payday. The story I wrote was the bank heist from payday as a graphic fucking novel and they thought I could do a heist. I have lost faith in humanity

Regarding Story #2, why would being a mandatory reporter require a teacher to report a story which is clearly not about real people?

Story 13 has one of the best plottwist I've ever heard

I got sent to the councilor for writing a story about my bday. I was born on 9/11 so I compared the joy of a birthday, to the panic of people literally dying. It was about how every birthday as a child i felt over shadowed, everyone had lots of attention on them on their bday but mine was spent with adults saying where they were, watching the same news casts, the same memorials, the same documentaries. In the end it was comparing the thin smoke from candles to the smoke from the towers. The councilor read it and said he didn't see a issue, that it was well written and didn't show any signs I was suicidal or things were bad at home. He asked me to try toning it down with that teacher. I was a good kid, had issues but they were being dealt with. I just had a English teacher be over dramatic.

Wow story # 1 reminds me of a story of the song Alyssa lies was used in a class project about compassion and knowing the signs of DV and the song hit 3 girls hearts 2 girls and their families got help and the 3rd one got removed from her home a PSA video was made about the lesson and 3 gals in a class playing the students watching Alyssa lies in their classroom and it was later used for a end kids abuse campaign with a 1800 #..and story one just made me think of one of the young gals in the PSA video..

I swear horror movie directors should have middle schoolers write their stories. NOTHING is as bone-chilling as a child who has yet to fully develop their moral compass, and and _absolutely_ willing to do anything for attention

I have been developing this sci fi game franchise (here before it blows up lol) and was told in school to write a gothic story. So I used my knowledge of how to create good planets in stories to create a very scary planet, so scary it scared myself.

at 6:30, all I cou.d hear in my head was ''come to Australia, you might accidently get killed''

The first one…. *WHY*

I can only imagine how the last line of the story about the guy who wrote the story about the cat as the reveal

I took a creative writing class in 8th grade, my favorite story that i ever wrote was a horror story called "My Name's Eric". It was inspired by the journal of Eric Harris.

#2 is terrible! Imagine you trust a teacher enough to give them your fanfiction that is very detailed and she goes around and shows your parents and so on I know she has to do it.. But she could've just given her a week more time to write something different and acted as if it never happened Anyone who was ever 13 years old knows what kind of effed up shit goes around in teenagers brains That is so fucking rude

Not a teacher, but in 7the grade we were supposed to proofread other’s assignments one time. I have ADD and my mind wanders a lot. In school I would often stare off into space, thinking about anything and everything, granted I did manage to hurry and get my assignments done and turned in. This one girl, would see me staring into space and always comment about how I don’t do anything, and complain to other students about it too. One day I was tasked with proofreading something she wrote, and it turned out to be a short story about me being euthanized. I remember one line: “She didn’t work much, but she was very sweet and we will all miss her.” I was shy and didn’t have the confidence to confront her, and I don’t know how our teacher responded to it.

That last one was funny

anyone who doesnt know a defining moment that changed their life havent written a paper on their own birth cause how can you have a moment change your life if you havent started it yet

3:12 "His writing style was so terrible, and... ¿immature?"

Story 4: Oh god- As a fantasy/creative writer myself, that sentence was triggering me do much and made me die on the inside. I wanna help that dude out now Story 10: I'm Aussie (imagrante from India) and I really don't see how that was racist. Ig it is bc of the term "Aborigines" bc we use the term "First Nations" or "Indigenous" people here. Unless that wasn't the full thing (edit: Oh, I get it nvm)

In this story, i was the student This was in grade 3 or 5 and i was insane about the Five Nights At Freddy's franchise, oh boy this story shocked my teacher. The story starts off by this little kid (me) getting stuck in the pizzeria, I approached pirates cove, foxy's place, and spoke all the wondrous things about him and the rest of the gang, and how much i wanna be them. Then the pirate fox sprung to life, He said that it will be ok, if Freddy Fazbear says ok, so we both went to the main stage, where the gang all introduced themselves and said it would be ok for me to be one of them. Then the big bear himself took me to the parts and services, stuffed my body in the Golden Freddy suit and said this... "Oh you will join us, you will join us... Forever" before putting the Golden Freddy head on my own, killing me in an instant. So, i showed it to my teacher (THIS IS STILL IN ELEMENTARY BTW) she gave me a straight A+ and said that i could be the next Stephen King (which i looked up to very much back then and still do!) Now i still like FNAF, but im more into musical and Broadway shows, like rocky horror, cats, six, phantom of the opera and more, hope you like my story!

That one about the cat started off incredibly fucked up and ended incredibly funny.

When I was a 12 we had an assignment to write something about ourselves we would like to change. I had been sexually abused from the age of 3 by uncles, family friends and a pastor. Like many girls in that situation I was sexually active and wished I could change. My Mom was called but nothing was done. Mom said it was due to the magazines I read. Desperate cry for help that was ignored. This was 1955. I am so grateful that things have changed.

These are exactly what I expected. I do have a few defining moments though. One coincidentally was nearly drowning.

Story 13 made me laugh. I can only imagine what the author went through. I can see the smug smile on his face.

Honestly, if this was the final fight. I would've been hyped, the Pizza face was alittle underwhelming giving the whole Boss Rush.

Story #13💀 the twist was …

The last story 😂

I can't believe how many English teachers give their students assignments to write fiction, then get upset because they don't like the subject matter. It's fiction for pete's sake! Reporting students to their parents for being too graphic is totally out of order. I gave up any ideas of writing because my English teacher didn't like my stories. Once he refused to grade one of my stories, simply because the bad guys didn't get justice. My excuse that "But that's what makes it realistic" didn't cut any ice. Then when he said, "nobody would get away with that" I told him "I know the guys that did it and they DID get away with it". He still refused to grade it. It's adults that put a filter on what kids should be shown. You shouldn't expect kids to automatically use the same filter, especially when they're writing for an adult audience.

Kid: “Can I submit my fanfic as an entry?” Me: “No!”

When I was in school, one of my buddies wrote a story about Ivor the boneless in creative writing a well documented, well known king of the Vikings or the Norseman instead of this teacher going to the history, teacher down the hall and say hey, can you make sense of this for me? No, she didn’t do that, she took it to the principal and the principal turned it over the sheriff and my buddy ended up on fucking suicide watch

I did a similar thing with the werewolf thing, but I wrote a some kinda, based on real life story. I found it horrific, so never did anything with it or finished it. The thing is still in my drive somewhere. That's what I get for not being native xd

Story 22: lol i am dead 💀☠️

Mine... Give it back to me!

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God I with I did psychology back in University my thesis would be very disturbing I'd just be covering cults and serial killers 😎👌

5:40 well if i don´t want to be messed with shootings, i wouldn´t go to the U.S. either :D

2:44 2:44 geez people these days

Fan-fiction is a bad idea.

10:21 Details, like, full name?

What is that game

4:19

A guy wrote a duck.

english-english teacher or english teacher in not english speaking countrys?

Sexual abuse, trans? Makes sense.

Nice one but background music is sooo so bad. It doesn’t match with the facts.

Explicatory not a teacher however I am probably be someone who'd write some of these horror stories since I'm really into the horror and fantasy genres so a lot of the horse stories are likely going to write are fictional fantasy worlds with a lot of War aspect hinging on fear of the unknown with a general idea of the main character doesn't come from this world they're just kind of thrown into it because the world needs a Saviour anymore chosen sort of thing one of those Chosen One stories with a horror hinge

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