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Introduction: Hook your readers with an intriguing question or bold statement. For example: "What if I told you that within the pages of Punk 57, lies a story so captivating it will redefine your understanding of Penelope Douglas? Whether you're a seasoned reader or a newcomer to Penelope Douglas, this book is one you can't afford to miss. Visit Here To Get Book For Free : https://worldbookcollection.com/?book=1539427765 #Book #Audiobook #ebook "We were perfect together. Until we met."MishaI 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 figure out the mistake. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. The best take-out pizza. Android vs. iPhone. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever?And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us.Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Sometimes there?s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. She?s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am. We only had three rules. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it? Until I run across a photo of a girl online. Name?s Ryen, loves