We had Shitler. Someone kept defecating in the boys washroom and drawing swastikas on the walls with it. The staff couldn’t figure out who it was, and started closing down washrooms. At one point there were only 1 or 2 men’s washrooms open - and Shitler still struck again. No one ever found out who it was.
Overworked janitor who wanted to reduce the number of bathrooms they had to clean
In my junior high they had a mysterious urinal pooper. They spent months trying to catch the culprit. They even resorted to a $25 reward and a little campaign in the morning announcements. Then it turned out to be a handicap student who couldn’t bend his knees. The posters and campaign quietly disappeared without a word.
Two guys swam to school. The school was located on an island in the river Rhine, one of the busiest waterways in Europe.
A day before I got in a guy set fire to the trash in the chapel. So I befriended him immediately!
Some guy peed in a handdryer. Which is weird but even weirder was that the principal did a 15 min sprach about how the perpetrator has mental problems and needs to seek help. It was really funny.
Two girls had beef the first year the school opened. Don’t know if they were fighting over some guy or what, but one cited the other at a bridge downtown. When the other girl got there there was a huge fight, so one girl pulled out a knife and stabbed her in the neck. The victim survived and the other went to jail and we never saw either of them again.
Someone opened the soap dispensers and put doodoo in them.
Not my school, but one nearby. It smelled like gas in chemistry class and some idiot student thought it would be a good joke to flick a lighter. There actually was a gas leak and he set it on fire, injuring himself and a bunch of classmates. I don’t remember if anyone died.
There were quite a few, though ironically most of the “incidents” at my school were ones that happened at the neighboring public school that leaked over to my school.
I did cause a scare once though. I was the student tasked with helping with the yearbook. Where I live, we have a tradition called “most likely to”, where we make questions in the yearbook under a “most likely to _______” format and we nominate classmates to those positions. For example, one section might say “most likely classmate to graduate from Yale”, or another might say “most likely classmate to start a cult”, stuff like that. This is a well-known tradition. What I didn’t know is that inserting one that said “most likely to do a school shooting” was a baaaaaad idea. I thought it was just another entry, but I didn’t think maybe the people would panic and I’d be put in in-school suspension. Fortunately my only time in in-school suspension and thus the only time I’ve had to wear suspenders (they add suspenders to the school uniform of suspended people).
THE black kid brought a gun to school to shoot his girlfriend for breaking up with him. That really helped to reduce racial stereotypes.
Probably not “the incident” anymore, since it was almost 30 years ago now and no one left there likely remembers.
But a couple of years after I graduated, one of the kids who was a couple of grades behind me sneaked into the school at night, lit a bunch of candles on the floor of the chemistry lab and turned on all the gas taps and put towels under the doors so that the room would fill with gas starting from the top to the bottom. (I guess his chemistry class came in handy since he was smart enough to know that gases float to the top, giving him time to escape.
He went to Juvie for a while I believe, and then ended up living a pretty normal life. Last I heard he had been one of the people listed for the doomed-to-never-actually-happen “100 settlers on a one way trip to Mars” project. Haven’t heard anything about him lately since I long ago deleted Facebook and so have no real contact with the people I went to highschool with anymore (just like the old days and I love it)
edited - Sorry, thought he was short-listed. But he was cut before the short-list was announced. Edited to change.
A mom broke up with her boyfriend. He returned later and killed her 3 kids, then her, then himself. The oldest son was in my class.
I wasn’t great friends with him, but I knew him well enough to feel bad about it. So many people who hated him pretended to be sad for attention.
We were no longer permitted to go on excursions to the local bird sanctuary because some students derailed the train that runs through the park.
I heard some stuff that was worse happened after I left (girl brought a knife in her bra, someone turned on the gas in the chem lab) but during my time was the Ketchup Incident.
I guess the lunch monitors felt that students were taking too much Ketchup at lunch and “wasting” it, so they started monitoring it - two pumps, no more. Well, the guy I had a crush on (funny cool rebel type, in a band, all that) decided to bring Ketchup to school to share. He got in school suspension for some amount of time, and there were kids caring signs, and I remember a few times chanting, “Free (guy’s name)”. He became a folk hero of the oppressed student. They eventually reinstated full Ketchup privileges, and it was all because of him. At least, that’s how I remember it.
A few years later, dumb ass senior boys glued the sports trophies to the floor of the gym and got in huge trouble.
Remember a story a teacher told the class where it looked like a student had fallen asleep so she got her friend to try to wake her up but then a pool of blood starting leaking out of her arms
Turns out she had a nose bleed and went unconscious after trying to hide said nose bleed instead of telling the teacher
Australia btw
Even the nose bleeds are scarier in Australia!
That was me. Girlfriend and I got pregnant when I was 15 and again at 17. Kept both and got a job. Studied hard and graduated 19th in my class with honors. Ton of negativity from school staff and loss of friends which is still hard to let go of. We did marry the fall after I graduated and after years of poverty things have slowly gotten more stable.