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CHAPTER 01: HOME SWEET HOME! OCTOBER 25, 1984
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THE WORLD HAD A FUNNY WAY OF SAYING FUCK YOU to Donny Barrera, especially because it was simultaneously ironic how it didn't bring even the slightest bit of a smile on her face. The only thing she was sure to get was a permanent wrinkle upon the skin between her eyebrows, having stopped frowning since never and so solidifying her prospects of faster aging.
She's read on a fashion magazine once that if a woman is always angry, or possibly holding the kind of grudge that a woman with a cheating husband would have, she was either going to get fat or die early. At this time and age, she wasn't sure which misfortune was worse. There wasn't anything wrong with being fat, sure, but if you were originally skinny and then got fat? People are bound to mention the fact that you're still hidden beneath all that excess muscle somewhere, you just got lazy and, let's be real, started sitting on your ass all day without doing anything that's much productive.
Donny Barrera didn't want to die early nor did she want to get fat. But if being angry was one of the fastest methods to achieve either of those, then she supposed that by the time she got to Hawkins, Indiana, she's gonna have to suck it up and accept her fate.
"Stop sulking."
"I'm not sulking."
Her father, David Barrera, narrows his bespectacled eyes and glanced at his daughter's reflection on the rear-view mirror once more. "Sure looks like it."
"Well, I'm not," Donny says with an irritated tone to her voice, voice becoming dangerously low as her patience grew thinner every passing hour that any of the only other passengers in the car start voicing out how much her irritation was oozing off of her unnerving silence throughout the entire journey. Her eyebrows rose as she spoke so with the girl's brother, Diego, having been watching her through the mirror, too, it was safe to say their father's claim was true.
