Stranger Things Characters Birthdays Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I know. That’s what they all say. But it’s not true. They both died in a car accident.” I sat up straighter, a chill crawling down my back. “Wait… a car accident?” I asked. He nodded. “Yeah.” “Do you remember the date?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He paused. “October 18.” I froze. My eyes widened as the glass in my hand suddenly felt heavier. Kyle turned to look at me. “Are you okay?” “October 18,” I murmured, “That’s my birthday.” He was silent, just watching me.

“Tuesday? Maybe? No wait….Thursday. Yeah. I think it’s Thursday.” “Sweetheart, what is the date?” Shaking my head, I shrugged. “I don’t know, Mom. Seriously. We have been under so much stress lately…” “Boy, it’s June 13th.” Throwing my hands up, I looked at her. “And?” “Goddess above, Ethan. Today is Sky’s birthday.”

Nathan tells me. "Here buddy. You can use mine. The code is your sister's birthday. You know it right?" Chris gives him his phone. "Of course I know when my sister has her birthday. it's on June.... on the thirteenth of June. No one knows her birthday better than me." "I do. You are not the only one who knows my sister's birthday. it is on the thirteenth of June." Bethany says. "She is my sister and you heard her birthday from me first.!" Nathan argues back.

"This cake isn't for Raven. It's for Dani. Today is her birthday—October 3rd." A brief silence filled the room. Ravenna pouted and buried herself in Mom's arms. "But, Danica isn't even coming home. Maybe she doesn't want to celebrate with us." Mom was just about to agree and criticize me for not coming home when Dad suddenly spoke, "October 3rd… Honey, that date sounds so familiar." He walked over to the storage room and took out the case report, flipping to a photo of a pendant necklace. "Look—is this it?"

“So I'm gonna check on Pebbles and then hit the sack.” “I'm sure Pebbles is fine. How about a drink?” Pops smirked as he grabbed the bottle of whiskey. “Pops, I'm 19, and I promised myself that I wouldn't drink until I'm 21, after what took place with the mayor's daughters.” “Do you see any teens with phones here? Besides, it's your birthday today, so you're a year closer to the big 21.” “Shit,” I ran a hand over my face. “With all that has transpired with Pebbles, Sinister, and Vanessa, I totally forgot my birthday.”

Payback was definitely a bitch. "So, you sure this was the day of her eighteenth birthday? Could it have been earlier?" Terry asked, bringing his wandering mind back to the present and April's long, rambling story. He looked down at her, and she was asleep on his shoulder and drooling. He quickly nudged her off. "Wake the fuck up." "Hey, what the hell?" April yelled, almost tipping over. "Could it have been before her eighteenth birthday?" he asked again. "Um, no, I don't think so. I don't know, I was kinda out of it, you know. No, it was definitely her birthday. Or someone's birthday," April answered, scrunching her nose up trying to remember.

He kept thanking them over and over again. “What a coincidence! While Kirk and Chase share the same birth date, someone else does as well! Have you all already forgotten who else used to celebrate his birthday on the same day as Chase back in junior high?” said Lolita hurriedly when she saw everyone sending money over to Kirk for his birthday. “Who? Nobody really comes to mind!” Several of the classmates seemed very puzzled. “Humph! If you really can’t guess, it’s Gerald! His birthday is today too! He’s always celebrated his birthday on the same day as Chase. Three of our classmates are celebrating their birthdays today!” said Lolita.

just don't stalk me, weirdo. I grinned and fired back a defensive text. I put my phone back down and looked back at my computer screen. I wasn't stalking her profile, I was just finding out more about her. My eyes skimmed over her general info, and I gasped when I saw her birthday was on Thursday. Why hadn't she said anything about it being so soon? I had assumed she'd already turned eighteen, but her birthday confirmed she was still only seventeen. you didn't tell me your birthday is in two days!

She might just end up hating her own birthday forever. Sighing, she zipped her bag shut and placed it beside the bed. She didn't want to leave this place. She teared up thinking she might not even be able to see Martha and Vanessa anymore, and worse, she might never see Caroline again! She glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. It read August 10th. Her birthday was on August 14th. She had never really been overly excited about her birthday, nor had she ever hated it, but right now, she was truly dreading it.

He obviously knows me; no one but family calls me Alex. "God damn, you look hot." Before I can respond, he pulls me against his chest, wrapping both arms around my middle. He smells fantastic, like a mix of earth and spice. When I pull away, his buddy comes up behind him, slapping him on the back. "You about ready to go Chris?" Then he makes eye contact with me. "Ha-ha! Well, I'll be damned. It's little Alexandra Carpenter." I instantly recognize my older brother's best friend from high school. He's one of the unlucky ones who never escaped.