THEY THINK MY LOVER IS STRANGE ; MILEVEN ONESHOTS.

telekenisis.

dont attack me :)

Mike Wheeler
She was beautiful.
She was wonderful.
She was a miracle.
And now she's missing.

Clara Rae Wheeler was born on December 16, 1993.
I can remember that day in deep detail. I especially remember El babbling on about how she looked just like me. I remember thinking it was cute.

I remember Clara smiling not even 3 hours after she was born. She looked so happy just to be on this earth.

Clara was, or is, a quiet baby. She rarely woke El and I up in the early hours of the morning, was always smiling and giggling, always happy. She loved to interact with people, especially the boys. Dustin was her favorite.

At around 5 months old, she started to display Eleven's telekinetic abilities. She could make things levitate, break things with a quiet scream, and shut and lock doors without lifting a finger. This made El extremely worried.

She had a good reason to worry.

In the early hours of the morning on June 23rd, 1993, Clara was taken from her bedroom and hasn't been seen since.

It is now January 18, 1994.

El hasn't been the same since Clara was taken. She blames herself for passing down her powers. I wish she would realize that it's not her fault.

El rarely leaves the house, and talks less and less each day. She's crawling back into her little hole, and I need her to come back out.

We haven't stopped searching for her. The police haven't found a clue since she was taken, probably because hopper stopped being chief three years ago. He keep things steady going around here after the Will incident.

Everyone asks me if I think Clara could have been taken by the demogorgon, but I don't think it's possible. I think it's dead, it hasn't taken anyone in years.

Tonight, I'm going to go looking for Clara. I want her back, and I want my old Eleven back.

I'm meeting Dustin, Lucas, and Will in the woods tonight at 8:00. I don't know why, but I have a feeling something is gonna happen tonight.

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"El, are you doing okay?"

El lies on the couch, back down, with her hands folded on top of her chest. Shes completely silent, not doing anything.

"Yes," Is all she says.

I miss my El. Once I get Clara back, I'll have her back as well.

"I'm going out. I'll see you later, okay?" I say, bending down to her eye level and putting my hand on top of hers.

"Okay," she says, choking on her words.

I kiss her on the top of the head, and make my way towards the door.

I'll get her back, I'll get her back.

I get in my car and drive towards the woods. When I get there, Lucas, Dustin, and Will are already there waiting.

"Come on Mike, were going to get her back. I feel something that I haven't felt on the other nights we looked," says Will.

We walk in the woods in silence. I can't stop thinking about El. I shouldn't have left her alone, that's the worst thing you can do to a sad person. Honestly, the only thing that's keeping me from running back to her is the thought in the back of my head saying that everything will be back to normal after I get Clara. I will get Clara.