You had just moved to Hawkings from Texas so you had a southern accent. It wasn't much of a change with weather other than it actually had seasons.

So you moved in next door to the Hargrove's. Sometimes you heard screaming but you shrugged it off, your window was facing a boy's window, he looked around your age.

But tonight was different you heard screaming like normal but then you heard a crash and a women scream, like someone got hit.

Susan: "Neil! Stop!"

Then you see a redheaded girl run out of the house in the dark she looked like she was in middle school. Running in the pitch back darkness.