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Y/n= your name
L/n= last name
B/f/n= best friends name
We good? Ok let's get to the story
(WARNING: TINY SPOILERS)
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Powers?! How could you have powers. I mean eleven exists so... Is it possible? You don't have a tattoo that says a number and you didn't come out of Hawkins lab. "Im sorry you got the wrong y/n, now let me out" you say to the man behind you. He starts walking closer and stops in front of you. "Im an old friend of papa" he says. You gave off a confused look. Papa? "Ok, now I know you definitely got
The wrong person. My dad died years ago" you say trying to get out
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(sorry if your dad is still alive and healthy and thriving its just the plot of the story)
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"Oh we have the right y/n... Let me show you" the man walks out of the room and yells some stuff to a group of people. What the hell is going on?!

You tried getting out but then ended up on the floor. "Fuck" you muttered.
A few minutes passes and they came im the room with a hat looking thing with wires. "This will help you and us figure out your powers." The same man said. They went to a computer and one guy put a coke can out. They did something to the hat from the computer to force me to use my powers. I used my powers on the coke can and knocked It right out using (power of choice). The guys smiled And looked at me. "Y/n your power is (power of choice.)"

Power of choice = poc

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