Misfits

Darcy is afraid of human contact, and the only reason seems to stem from the mysterious bruises covering her body.

Lucas is an old man in a teenagers body, raising himself and constantly needing to take care of others--especially his mom.

Jonathan feels alone even when he's with people, everyday sinking further into his own sea of despair.

Ella just wants to be like everyone else, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't escape who she is.

Isaac is so far in the closet that he can't even see the door, which is good, because if he could, he would only see his fathers judgmental face.

Jordan can't control himself- no matter how many pills he takes or how hard he focuses- he just can't stay calm.

Clare can't bare to be anything less than perfect, which is no surprise considering the amount of pressure her parents and sister put on her shoulders.

Ryleigh knows that people are whispering about her in the halls, even though they don't have to-- she can't hear them.

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Each of these teenagers feel as if there is something wrong with them, based on how they are treated by society. They feel beaten and broken, like they will never be free.

By happenstance, they all meet. Slowly the misfit eight grow together and become friends, suddenly more focused on helping each other fight their insecurities and problems than worrying about their own.

Can the misfits find a place where they feel they can be themselves, or will they continue to be outcasts, forever beaten and broken?

*warning* This story covers trigger issues such as abuse, bulimia, cutting, bullying (cyber and otherwise), anxiety, alcohol and substance abuse, suicide mention, and bipolar disease. If any of these topics cause you trauma, please read at your own risk, and be conscientious of you and your limitations.

Thank you!
ThisUsedToBeMe
(Olivia K. Walker)