In 5th grade my teacher showed the class some antiques and one of them was a poison ring. We had to choose an antique to write a story about from the perspective of the item. I was fascinated by the poison ring and wrote a story about how the poison ring convinced multiple women to poison their husband with arsenic (I think I had just watched Arsenic in Old Lace) and the story ended with the ring trying to convince the wearer to kill their husband.
I thought it was a very good spooky story. My teacher thought it was concerning and referred me to the school counselor. I wish I still had a copy.
In 7th grade I wrote a story which involved a guy buying marijuanna and/or pills from a sandwich cart. I say ‘pills’ because I remember my joke in the story about 288 being “too gross”. The teacher critiqued the story and commented that there were other things to write about, and why did I pick drugs? But that was all. It was inspired by a movie I had seen during the summer, where Cheech and Chong were selling their goods via an ice cream truck.
They then moved on to their next venture, selling authentic Cherokee hair tampons. By the way, Cheech and Chong was their stage names, their real names are Chief Running Pinto and Carlos Ramirez.
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u/radial-glia 10h ago
In 5th grade my teacher showed the class some antiques and one of them was a poison ring. We had to choose an antique to write a story about from the perspective of the item. I was fascinated by the poison ring and wrote a story about how the poison ring convinced multiple women to poison their husband with arsenic (I think I had just watched Arsenic in Old Lace) and the story ended with the ring trying to convince the wearer to kill their husband.
I thought it was a very good spooky story. My teacher thought it was concerning and referred me to the school counselor. I wish I still had a copy.