Even though I was still considered young to most, there were three truths I knew to be true when it came to the life I lived. 1- My hometown was unlike any town to ever exist. 2- My friends and I had gone through way more than any teenagers needed to. 3- I honestly had no clue what was happening most of the time. "Hawkins, Indiana was a quiet town; peaceful for those over 25, and insanely boring for anyone under that. Before my sophomore year of high school the most exciting thing we'd experienced was piecing together which parents were cheating on each other and which of their kids were using it as blackmail to have parties. Even our sports teams weren't that exciting. "Wake up, go to school, survive a few hours of work, go home to bed and try again tomorrow. That was all I had to do. And then Will Byers went missing on November 6, 1983. Barbara Holland disappeared a few days later and that's when my life really flipped on it's head. Everyone seemed to be on edge, scared for what was happening in our town, but the people closest to Will and Barb obviously took it the hardest. "The weirdest part? Watching Will Byers walk back into the middle school days after we had his funeral. But Barbara? I never saw her again. But that was just the beginning. That ended up being the most normal part of all of this. The years that followed were so much worse. "I'm sure you've heard about our town on the news. Lucky most people had a television to keep up with the horrors facing rural America. So why did you come to me? Why are you asking these things? I'm nobody to this story, not really. I just got tangled up by my heartstrings."