season 3 was sad, but so good👏🏻👏🏻I'm so proud💖
⚠️!!SPOILERS!!⚠️
this chapter is a scene from st3!!
also, this is my first st chapter🙌🏻
this chapter is a little sad:( I'm sorry.
I APOLOGIZE. I MEANT TO POST THIS ON THE FIFTH.
7/7/19
word count: 608 words
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your background info(read!):
you're the actor for eleven.
this is after the battle of starcourt.
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I heard max and lucas sing together to annoy dustin as they all helped pack.
as I finished packing the clothes in the closet, I notice the teddy bear in the high shelf of the closet.
I reached my hand up on the shelf and jumped.
I jumped again.
and again.
damn it!
I'm too short!
I stared at the teddy bear, holding my hand up to it.
I tried my hardest, but it wouldn't work.
I huffed in anger.
"they'll come back, I know they will." mike smiled as he walked into the room.
he grabbed the teddy bear and gave it to me, him being so tall.
"thanks." I said smiling, and holding the teddy bear to my chest.
"you brought your walkie? because you know I'm gonna steal cerebro from dustin, and call you so much you're gonna have to turn it off, right?" mike asked with a smile.
"yes." I responded with a laugh.
"mike..remember when you were talking with max about you're feelings?"
"uh..yeah..I remember." mike responded, nervously.
I did something mike was not expecting.
I stood on my tippy-toes and pressed my lips against his.
I pulled away, leaving mike shocked.
"I love you, too." I smiled.
he smiled back.
a genuine smile.
"will you visit?" mike asked, a hot tear slowing rolling down his face.
"of course I will." I answered his question as I wiped the tear away from his face.
"promise?" mike asked, cupping my face.
"promise."
I let the tears spill as mike and I hugged.
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(im not going to involve hopper's letter because i don't want to start crying while writing this.)
jonathan packed the boxes into the u-haul truck, parked in our driveway.
joyce took a look back at the house one last time.
we all cried as will, jonathan, joyce, and I exchanged hugs between the party.
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tears couldn't help to spill as I sat beside joyce while she drove the u-haul truck to our new home, and will rode with jonathon in joyce's car.
I feel bad for will. this is his home. this is where he's always been. this is where will played d&d in mike's basement. this is where he built castle byers. this is where his met max mayfield. this is where he went trick or treating with the party, opened his presents on christmas, went to the snowball. this is where will went missing, possessed, went into a different dimension. this is where will met me, met bob. this is where he was killed and brought back to life, forgot who his friends were, was trapped in the upside down, had his episodes, and helped kill a fucking monster on the forth of july. this is hawkins, indiana. this is where he grew up. this was his home. this was my home. this was everyones home: mike, lucas, dustin, max, will, joyce, hopper, billy, nancy, barb, and steve. this was our home.
this, hawkins; indiana, was where I knew I belong.
this is where I met a person
a person that went through everything with me.
a person that does, and will have my heart until the day I die.
I love you, mike wheeler.
I do.
