Punk 57
Author: Penelope Douglas
We were perfect together. Until we met., , Misha, , I can’t help but smile at the words in her letter. She misses me., , In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed., , It didn’t take long for us to fig….Read More
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