13 Year Old Jon Replaces 6 Year Old Daniella With Memorable Memory

Story: Once upon a time, in a suburban neighborhood, lived a 13-year-old boy named Jon. Jon was fairly good at school and well-loved by his peers. As a means to learn responsibility and earn a little pocket change, Jon accepted a babysitting job to care for his friendly 42-year-old neighbor's six-year-old daughter, Daniella. Daniella was a girly girl through and through. She loved wearing dresses and sandals, often sneaking into her mom’s closet to try on towering heels when Cecelia wasn't looking. Her room was a sea of tiaras, wands, makeup and jewelry, an envy to any Disney princess. One day, Jon was engrossed in texting his girlfriend whilst babysitting Daniella. Seeing an opportunity for mischief, the little girl swiped his phone and ran away, declaring, in her English accent laced with Spanish intonations, that he would never get it back. Later that night, after Daniella had fallen asleep, Jon tiptoed into her room to retrieve his cell phone. He cringed at the sight of all the pink dresses, girly shoes, tiaras and wands that littered the place. As he reached to pick his phone from the side of Daniella's bed, he tripped. Quite comically, he slid his feet into Daniella's platform sandals, and surprisingly they didn’t come off. Then, a curious change overtook him. His feet, once boyish and big, shrunk into the petite, dainty size of Daniella’s, complete with a layer of cracked nail polish. In shock, Jon watched as his entire body started changing. He shrunk to Daniella's height, his muscles and masculine figure giving way to a slim, feminized frame. His face reshaped, his brown hair growing longer and eyes turning into a rich Hispanic brown while his teeth changed into those of a six-year-old. Simultaneously, his outfit transformed into a pink frilly dress. A shimmery, star-tipped wand appeared in his hand, along with a tiara that sat snugly atop his head. A quick glance made him realize that the real Daniella was disappearing, fading into a mist, until she was no longer present. The room, once occupied by two souls, now had one. Startled, he also realized that his memories were changing and his sense of identity shifting. He felt his world spin as he was replaced by Daniella. At last, the transformation ended. Daniella, awake and vibrant, looked around her pink bedroom fondly. She admired her dress and the platform sandals, perfectly her size. Smiling at her reflection in the vanity mirror, she adjusted her tiara and pretended to shoot at the mirror with her wand. She spent the rest of the night playing princess in her room, practicing her “AY! AY! AY! I'm Princess Daniella and I love pink and I love being a princess” proclamation, and dancing around in her beloved platforms. When the explored the house and found it dark, she quickly retreated back to her room. On her way upstairs, her billowing dress got stuck on the railing. In frustration, she exclaimed, "AY! Stupid rail! I'm Princess Daniella. Let me go!" She stumbled upon a broken phone near her bed, the remnant of Jon's existence. Having no memory of what it was or to whom it belonged, she attempted to fix it using her wand. When her efforts brought no reward, she pouted, eventually giving up and deciding it was time for bed. Daniella, content in her pink, princess-filled world, fell asleep with no memory of having once been a 13-year-old boy named Jon. Meanwhile, Jon seemed to have vanished into thin air, replaced completely by the innocent and joyful Daniella, the playful princess who adored pink and all things girly.