these are the lost kids.

sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own-populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness-an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

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anyone can glance at a person and immediately judge them, whether intentionally or not. You see the average teen with their head craned texting their friends, probably to meet up at a party you might think.

what you don't see, are the kids that go through their own Shakespearian drama. How they have to deal with murder, betrayal, and hate. They each go through a crisis that puts them to a test. And it's no calculus test.

with each person going through tough times, they seek for help from their group of friends. They look high and low for the one question they all need answered: who am i?

and so the story begins, of several unique high schoolers and their struggles to find themselves, for these are the lost kids...