つ
\2
MISHA
"Where'd you go, I miss you so, Seems like i'5 been foreyer, that you've been gone.
In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pols from a different school. Thinking t 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 toke long for us to figure out the mistoke. 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 block 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, high school senior, loves Gallo's pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?
F*ck it. I need to meet her.
I just don't expect to hate what I find.
RYEN
He hosn't wite in three mons- Something '5 wrong: Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misho, neiher
would be a stretch.
Without-him around, I'm going crazy. I need to know someone is listening. It's my own fault. I should've gotten his number oi picture or something.
He could be gone forever.
Or right under my nose, and I wouldn't even know it.



the book is in perfect condition and is read by me once and always remember I take packaging video while packing the order and kindly avoid making unreasonable offers