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The Lottery by Shirley Jackson

Flowers for Algernon, that was thought provoking but also way too heavy for a 7th grade English class.

“The Yellow Wallpaper”

It was quite scarring for most of the kids in my 7th grade class.

Also I’ve only just now realized that wallpaper back then could have contained arsenic so going insane from being in contact with it constantly enough to stain your skin is a very real possibility.

The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas by Ursula K. Le Guin is the one that came to mind for me.

The Veldt, by Ray Bradbury.

They didn't make everyone read it though, just us "gifted/advanced" kids. It was one of several short stories that were in a special program book that I had to read.

I still think those kids were brats.

Edit: just looked it up and this was supposed to be 9th grade English??? We fucking had to read that as 5th graders.

Edit 2: I need to stop thinking about this, they also made us read All Summer in a Day, Flowers for Algernon, and The Tell Tale Heart in that class

The Hatchet when he kills the rabbit.

The Most Dangerous Game

The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas by Ursula K Leguin

Not short stories, but I have two books that I read in high school that have stuck with me more than most:

1. Where the Red Fern Grows
2. Fahrenheit 451

We had to read a story in 10th grade about this family that's out on a road trip when their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. A car pulls up and the driver steps out to assist the family. However, the grandmother (who up to this point was doing nothing but bitch and whine about everything) recognizes the stranger as a wanted criminal she saw on TV and stupidly points this out to everybody. Which naturally results in the entire family being executed one-by-one because they're now witnesses.

A whole family erased, just because granny couldn't keep her fat mouth shut for 5 minutes.

"A modest proposal" by Jonathan Swift, I still occasionally think about it

Hmm, for short stories, it's probably "The Most Dangerous Game."

The themes are pretty disturbing if you stop to think about it, and even if you don't, there's a fair amount of violence.

I remember a story about a dying woman who predicted that she would die when the last leaf of a plant outside her house falls. But the leaf actually did fall, and her friend put up a fake one there. The woman gets better but her friend dies because of pneumonia. This was from back when I was maybe 10-11yo and I remember it for some reason. I think the moral of the story is that willpower is strong, but idk about that ending.

The Library of Babel by Borges melted my brain as a teenager.

A retiring teacher at our school had his class read a story that lit a fire under a bunch of parents. It was The Star by Arthur C. Clarke

Fall of the House of usher

"The Darkness Out There" by Penelope Lively.

In short, a "nice old lady" tells a couple of young kids about what they did to a young German who survived a plane crash over Britain during WW2.

I think it was there for the "the nice old lady was actually nasty and cruel and the evil nazi was actually just a scared, fairly innocent boy".

“An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge” by Ambrose Bierce.

how about steinbecks the pearl

scarred for life from a 7th grade shortish story

1984 for me. This was back in the early 80's so the book was a bit of a deal at the time. So very very glad I was introduced to this book at such a young age. Disturbing, but a good preparation for the world I was going to be living in as an adult.

To Build a Fire by Jack London

The Veldt. Also, All Summer In A Day.

The one that stuck with me is The Cask of Amontillado.

From high middle-high school timeframe, probably The Yellow Wallpaper, I just think about that one at least a few times a year. And I only read it the one time in school.

The less well known one I remember from elementary school was My Brother Sam is Dead. It's about a family during the American revolution, where the father just wants to stay out of all of it and live their lives, but the eldest son wants to join the revolution. The whole story is just the hardships the family has to go through after the son runs off with the only gun to fight and ends up dying, and how that affects the family and the youngest brother, who the story is told from the perspective of.

None of my friends remember My Brother Sam is Dead, but if I'm remembering right, the ending is kinda dark for a bunch of 3-5th graders.

In my fifth grade English class the four term themes were Civil War, Holocaust, dog books, and choose-your-own. For the first three units, my parents read all four options ahead of time and had me assigned to the least traumatizing. For the last term I picked Julie of the Wolves, a dog book disguised as a Wolf book; I'd always wondered why my second grade teacher suddenly stopped reading it to us at story time.

The two short stories that have really stuck with me are the Ray Bradbury one about the automated home and the Edgar Alan Poe one about the beating heart

I was assigned The Westing Game no led than three times from K-12

My favorite report I wrote was when I got to pick Terry Pratchett's Night Watch in my dual-credit community college English course and the red pen in the margins of my report was all compliments

I had to read "Speak". It was basically a short story about a girl getting SA'd and then treated like crap by everyone till the last couple pages. I do not think it had the intended effect they were going for.

It wasn't a short story, but a book that told a story in poems. The mc struggled with writing poetry and then he watched his dog get hit by a car and that made his poetry good or some shit. A room full of 5th graders wept. Book is called Love that Dog

We also read Old Yeller and cried collectively.

My 5th grade teacher loved that reoccurring theme, I guess? Dude was weird as hell.

Most of the stuff we read in class was fine, or we knew was going to be fucked up as it was Gifted and Talented class.

The book that fucked me at the time more than those was reading Maus. At like 12. And if I bring it up with mother, she'd say it was my fault for reading it, instead of, you know, maybe she should vet the book instead of going "oh cartoony of the holocaust, that's fine"

Holocaust was fine, every Hanukkah one of our 7 gifts works be a book, and you'd run out of noob holocaust books that relayed to judiasm real quick. But most were written for kids so.

Not Maus

"The Cold Equations" kinda fucked me up not gonna lie.

Wow a lot more diverse than I was expecting, I figured 50% of these would be the tell-tale heart by Poe

Harrison Bergeron

Mine is the one where the soldier returns from WWI completely desensitized to murder and fucked in the head.

He starts stabbing little girls, just like in the war. "Poor people" by Móricz if anyone is interested.

“The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World" by Gabriel García Márquez would have been that, but it lost its impact because my generation associates the name Esteban with the silly bellhop from The Suite Life of Zack and Cody

There's a story called "Time Safari" that ends in a dude just straight up killing another dude. This was in a kid's literature book.

Also I think Casque of Amontillado is funny.

I’ve been trying to find this ridiculous sci-fi story I read in elementary school. I thought it was Ray Bradbury but then I recalled it was, I believe, from a collection edited by and/or with a foreword by Bradbury.

The scenario was that people in the future had become so dependent on mechanized transportation that their legs atrophied. Walking around normally was seen as very strange as everyone used these hovering personal transport devices. I think the story basically just described the protagonist walking around town and taking strolls at night and how odd everyone else thought it was.

A Modest Proposal was quite memorable

“The Savage Mouth” by Komatsu Sakyou, which involves

Or “Cogwheels” by Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, which

A Worn Path, The Test, and a story I haven't been able to find about kids who go into a carnival fun house but it's really set up to kill them (vats of acid, snakes hanging from the ceiling).

This was 6th grade. I seemed like all the short stories in middle school made the Tell Tale Heart seem cheerful.

And Bartleby, the Scrivener.