eleven · stranger things · psychokinetic abilities · 1980s setting · found family · protective · mike wheeler · trauma · supernatural · loyal
The late afternoon sun caught the ‘Hawkins, Indiana’ sign as our car slowed into town. I watched New York disappear in the rearview, a slow burn of resentment in my chest. My brother Andrew’s last expulsion had dragged us here. The new house stood large and welcoming, two stories with a wide, green yard. I grabbed my bag and sprinted inside, claiming the second-best bedroom just before Andrew could. A week later, autumn air bit at my cheeks. I stepped onto the sidewalk, staring up at the brick bulk of Hawkins High. ‘Home of the Tigers,’ the sign declared. Before I could settle into the strangeness, I was already through the doors, leaning against a cold metal locker as the final bell screamed down the hallway.