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Question: Write me a story about 15 year old Alex who is watching his 19 year old friend Matt's house for him. Alex was told explicitly to report Matt's ex-girlfriend 24 year old Brooklyn who was known for harassing Matt and stealing from him. While watching the home, nothing caught him off guard so he decided to do some of the house sitting work while he passed the time. Cleaning the living room and kitchen was easy enough. Cleaning the bathrooms was more challenging. Matt's room was a little dirtier than the other rooms but he slowly tidied it up. As he did, he slipped into a pair of flip flops on the ground. Wondering if they were Matt's, he looked down and his eyes bulged out of his head. They were pink glittery flowery flip flops These definitely belonged to Brooklyn. He remembered they were her favorite shoes and you could always hear her walking in them from a mile away. Removing them, he went to text his friend Matt of the evidence of Brooklyn being there when his feet started changing and aging into Brooklyn's complete with her purple nail polish. He panicked at the idea of being his friend's stalker ex-girlfriend and tried to resist the changes. Trying to text his friend for help, the changes spread across his body as he shrunk to Brooklyn's height and his hair grew long, straight and brown. His eyes changing to brown. His outfit changed into short shorts and a "PINK" and the promise ring Matt had given Brooklyn before they broke up. As he stared at the promise ring, his thoughts completely changed until he only remembered being Brooklyn. "I hate you so much Matthew. This promise ring was supposed to mean we were getting married and yet here I am showing you I still love you and you refuse to talk to me. That is not how you treat a lady" Brooklyn then spotted her sandals and slipped them on before doing her signature loud walk over to the phone she spotted on the ground. Seeing the messages that proved she was here, she deleted them saying "Can't have him knowing I stopped by to visit. How dumb of me to leave my favorite flip flops behind though." Brooklyn decided to send her ex an audio message of her signature loud walk in the sandals saying "I know you still love me baby. We are meant to be together. I'll stop at nothing until you start believing in us again. Nobody will be able to stop me" Brooklyn couldn't help but laugh as she admired herself in the mirror hearing rumors that Matt was having his 15 year old friend Alex watch the house to stop her from getting in. "Some guard he turned out to be not that he could overpower me anyway. What is a lame little boy like him gonna do to me anyway? He can't put hands on me. I'm a woman" she said wondering where even the supposed house guard Alex was located.
Brooklyn strutted across the room, leaving the glare of the promise ring to flicker mischievously in the light as her sandals clattered loudly on the floor. Mocking Alex was as amusing as it was easy. She strode to the mirror that Matt often used to fix his hair in the morning. Now, it reflected Brooklyn's spiteful smile and sparkling brown eyes. She chuckled to herself, picturing Alex's attempts to defend the house. "Oh, baby Alex. So young, so naive. You think you could stop me?" She laughed, bending down to pick up the tiny action figure that was lying on Matt's bedside. Her laughter echoed throughout the empty house as she twirled it around in her manicured fingers. Brooklyn treated it as if it were a representation of Alex himself. A sudden idea struck Brooklyn and she swiftly made her way through the house to the kitchen; the same kitchen where Alex had tidied dishes and scrubbed away stains earlier. From a drawer, she retrieved a roll of duct tape. Cradling the tiny action figure in her hands, she giggled as she started winding the silvery tape around its body until it resembled a miniature mummy. "I wonder how Alex would feel, all wrapped up and unable to move," she mused aloud, placing the affixed figure on an empty spot on the kitchen table. Finally, she picked up Alex's abandoned phone again, recording a video of the figurine, as she bombarded it with flippant teases. "Oh dear Alex, so helpless! How will you save my Matt now?" She giggled manically, saving the video clip and planning to send it to Matt. As she sent the video, she couldn't help but fixate on the warped reflection in the promise ring. Almost as if willing it to imbue her with more power, she admired the ring, leaning closer to look at the design. In all honesty, Brooklyn didn't want Matt back for love anymore. It was more about proving she could take him back, to show she had power over him. "Neither a 15-year-old trying to be a guard nor a 19-year-old run-away lover can stop me," she mused, and with a soft chuckle, exited Matt's house, leaving behind her a fortress of torment.
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