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Question: Story: Write me a story about 7 year old Tyler going to his local Walmart alone for the first time. His 27 year old mom had given him money for a new video game he wanted. Buying the game, Tyler left the store when suddenly 34 year old Rashida aka Beauty Mark stopped him. She was a homeless woman of African American descent and her long black hair was naturally curly. She was wearing large hoop earrings, a tan crop top, jean short shorts, fake long red nails, leather wedge sandals and a leather purse on her shoulder. She approached the child and said the quote "Hey sugar, do you have any spare change? I'm not allowed in Walmart anymore" Tyler felt bad saying he didn't. Rashida smiled warmly as she extended her arms out for a hug. As Tyler hugged her, he felt disoriented. Opening his eyes, he noticed he was taller. Looking down, he saw he was wearing a tan crop top, jean short shorts, leather wedge sandals and he had a purse dangling off his shoulder. He also noticed weird red long things in his nails and was his skin darker?Going through the purse, he saw things he didn't recognize like tampons, more fake nails, makeup, cigarettes and a lighter as well as a tazer. Tyler removed all the fake nails from his hands as well as the wedge sandals and the purse deciding they were girly for him leaving them on the ground. Spotting his own body, he ran over in his new bare female feet. Telling the woman he accidentally took her nice body and that he was sorry. Rashida said the quote "Nah hon, this is my body now. You can be the homeless woman. Enjoy life as a scared 34 year old woman" Tyler heard 34 and panicked realizing he was in a body older than his mom. Tyler's memories changed, altered, and matured until he only remembered being Rashida. The new Rashida looked down at her feet noticing her wedge sandals were missing as well as her purse and her fake nails. Rashida said the quote "Oh Lord. Where are my wedge sandals? And my purse? And my nails? I'm only 34. Shouldn't be misplacing everything" Rashida then noticed her purse and her wedge sandals and ran over to them. Sitting down on the ground, she slipped the wedge sandals back on and grabbed her purse throwing it over her shoulder. Going through her purse, she found all of her stuff still inside including her fake red nails. She calmly reattached each nail to her hands. Checking they were firmly in place, she decided to test the waters and attempted to enter Walmart. As she did, a female security guard stopped her. Rashida said the quote "Oh come on. I just had to use the bathroom. Just cause I'm homeless? I'm just a lady" leaving the store frustrated. Rashida found a quiet alleyway and pulled out her tazer making sure it still worked before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up and smoking it. The real Rashida in Tyler's body was relieved to be young again as well as happy to no longer be homeless. Unfortunate Tyler however was doomed to spend the rest of his life thinking he was a homeless woman named Rashida.
Once upon a time in a quiet town, lived a wide-eyed 7-year-old boy named Tyler. His mother, a 27-year-old woman, had just given him money to buy a new video game he had been excited about for ages. Displaying a sense of maturity beyond his years, Tyler ventured to his local Walmart alone for the first time. As he skipped out of the store, video game in one hand and change in the other, his heart was full of joy and sense of accomplishment. Suddenly, his path was intersected by a figure previously unseen. A woman, the 34-year-old Rashida, known locally as Beauty Mark, sporting an array of large hoop earrings, a tan crop top, jean short shorts, and red artificial nails, walked up to Tyler. Rashida was a homeless woman of African American descent, her naturally curly hair glistening under the sun and who was known for her peculiar story. Beauty Mark gracefully approached Tyler and uttered, "Hey sugar, do you have any spare change? I'm not allowed in Walmart anymore." Feeling compassion for the woman, Tyler's heart sank low. He admitted he didn’t have any change left. A warm, kind smile spread across Rashida's face, defying all her hardships. She responded by extending her arms for a comforting embrace. As Tyler returned the hug, a strange sensation washed over him. On opening his eyes, the world seemed different. Tyler felt taller, his clothes felt different. Bewildered, he looked down to see himself wearing Rashida's tan crop top, jean shorts, and five-inch wedge sandals. Tyler felt shocked and disoriented as he noticed long red nails on his now darker skin and a leather purse on his shoulder. His heart pounded in pure panic. Digging through the purse, he found unfamiliar items such as tampons, makeup, more fake nails, cigarettes, a lighter, and a taser. All evidence for the shocking shift that had occurred. In the confusion and oblivion, Tyler removed everything he found to belong to Rashida, feeling a discomfort. Spotting his own body not far from him, he sprinted, albeit wobbly on his new bare feet. Panting heavily, he insisted to Rashida that he had accidentally taken her body. Rashida chuckled, responding with, "Nah hon, this is my body now. You can be the homeless woman. Enjoy life as a scared 34-year-old woman." At the mention of 34, Tyler froze, looking back at the body that was once his. However, as moments turned into minutes, Tyler's memories started to shift, mature, and alter to match that of Rashida's. Confused while adjusting to his new life and circumstances, he found himself slowly starting to believe he had always been Rashida. Rashida, now in Tyler's young body, heaved a sigh of relief. She was youthful again, and she had another chance at life, free from the hardships of homelessness. As she looked around herself, she spotted what had belonged to her earlier. She fixed the misplaced items back to where they belonged on herself, securely reattaching the nails and slipping into her sandals. Feeling an odd sense of normality, Rashida decided to test her luck and stepped towards Walmart. Yet, a stoic female security guard halted her. Rashida's pleas fell on deaf ears, leaving her frustrated and abandoned once again. She retired to a quiet alleyway, making sure her taser still worked before she lit up a cigarette, invoking her old life's habits. As the exchange took place, the real Rashida was relieved and content in Tyler's body. However, little did she know, Tyler's spirit was left to spend the rest of his life in Rashida's body, his memories trapped in a labyrinth of confusion and pain. A once joyous trip to the local Walmart had turned into a twilight zone he was unlikely to escape from.
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