@totiki_99: This scene 😢 Henry Crying #strangerthings #vecna #will #fyp #CapCut

Ezra™ :

Ik he’s the bad guy and all but I lwk felt sorry for him

Jenny Camacho :

the little kid playing Henry in the crying scene did Soo good

🔪 :

"Leave me alone" HE WAS JUST A BABY

Ardelean Adrian :

absolute peak cinema. stranger things finale is top 3 finales all time.

eva 🦕 :

I honestly thought Henry was gonna side with them at this point it was too many emotions 😭

Mike Wheeler(°Walk em down°) :

the first time I cried when a villain died..

Notification :

when i saw this scene I actually thought for a sec that Henry was gonna help them😭🥀

macyy🪸 :

the leave me alone😭😭😣

~sophia⁷⁷~《°•°》 :

lanayaistotallycool123 :

can you post this without the sound so i can use it for a edittt

Godofstories8274774 :

. " Like you, I didn't fit in with the other children. Something was wrong with me. All the teachers and the doctors said I was… "Broken," they said. My parents thought a change of scenery, a fresh start in Hawkins, might just cure me. It was absurd. As if the world would be any different here. But then… to my surprise, our new home provided a discovery. And a newfound sense of purpose. I found a nest of black widows living inside a vent. Most people fear spiders. They detest them. And yet, I found them endlessly fascinating. More than that, I found a great comfort in them. A kinship. Like me, they are solitary creatures. And deeply misunderstood. They are gods of our world. The most important of all predators. They immobilize and feed on the weak, bringing balance and order to an unstable ecosystem. But the human world was disrupting this harmony. You see, humans are a unique type of pest, multiplying and poisoning our world, all while enforcing a structure of their own. A deeply unnatural structure. Where others saw order, I saw a straitjacket. A cruel, oppressive world dictated by made-up rules. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades. Each life a faded, lesser copy of the one before. Wake up, eat, work, sleep, reproduce, and die. Everyone is just waiting. Waiting for it all to be over. All while performing in a silly, terrible play, day after day. I could not do that. I could not close off my mind and join in the madness. I could not pretend. And I realized I didn't have to. I could make my own rules. I could restore balance to a broken world. A predator…but for good. As I practiced, I realized I could do more than I possibly imagined. I could reach into others, into their minds, their memories. I became an explorer. I saw my parents as they truly were. To the world, they presented themselves as good, normal people. But like everything else in this world, it was all a lie. A terrible lie. They had done things, Eleven. Such awful things. I showed them who they really were. I held up a mirror. My naive father believed it was a demon cursing them for their sins. But my mot

Presleigh Martin :

@Jessica🦆

Lizzwrtt🪩 :

@lizik мой сыночек💔💔

Syrkon :

holy mid

Mason🙏🏽✝️ :

Can you dm me Ts scene?

mya :

@.lunapalma @Inez Dawson